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June 29, 2020 / philosophermouseofthehedge

Summer’s not simple. We may be.

Is Summer amused by us?

Like an adult trying not to dampen a child’s thrill with a new discovery.

Man and child walking down path going fishing (© image. Copyrighted, No permissions granted, All rights reserved)

“How do fish sleep without eye lids. How do fish know there’s a worm waiting to be eaten? How do we look to fish when they look up underwater and see us? If I stick my finger and wiggle it in the lake will a fish think it’s a worm and bite it? Do fish get hot? Can they fan themselves with their tails to cool off? Do fish grow warmer coat scales for winter and shed them like dog hair in summer? If fish don’t have ears, why do I have to be quiet soon? (© image)

Is Summer the eternally popular one – like the neighborhood babysitter who is always booked up fast.

Eagerly awaited by those glued to the windows -“She’s coming. She’s coming!”

Always showing up with the best snacks and enchanting “limited time only” offers.

The one who somehow gets the tight grip of both supervision and precautions to relax just a bit.

The universal guru who gently nudges, “What fun is always predictable? What growth happens with always routine?”

Summer, The Mary Poppins of the Seasons.

No one can resist her.

A facilitator.

The original Montessori. The hands-on learning advocate.

Simply, “Here’s the stuff. Let’s see what you make of it.”

Stuff so rich and open – unpredictable, yet constant.

Every year identical offerings, yet, somehow, it’s totally different.

Colorado Lake (© image. Copyrighted, all rights reserved, NO permissions granted)

Feast your eyes on a rare sight: Waters not troubled. Look. It’s waving! (© image)

Summer’s Art of Life focused on process more than product.

Arrives with flowers in her hair

Lingers, but not “helicopters”, while it all simmers and bakes.

Then, after filling us with all the warmth and beauty possible, she casually re-homes us: backpacks crammed with take-home possibilities for muse over during our long winter’s nap.

Do you think in Fall, Summer smiles and waves as she leaves?

We wouldn’t know.

Childlike, we rarely turn around to say “Farewell” or “Thanks for the fun” or “Until we meet again.”

For Summer, babysitting the human race can’t be 100% fun and games, but hope she gets something out of it.

She’s certainly, cleverly, aware of two things: “They only miss you when you’re gone”, and “Always leave them wanting more.”

And we do.

Phil, the Philosopher Mouse of the Hedge

Bench by mountain lake. (© image. Copyrighted, all rights reserved, NO permissions granted)

Right now, everyone should be benched. Summer slips away before you know. (© image)




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  1. Pix Under the Palm Fronds / Jun 29 2020 6:27 am

    This a wonderful post! Living in Florida now, I had forgotten how special summer is. You have me remembering memories of my summers long ago!

    Liked by 1 person

    • philosophermouseofthehedge / Jun 29 2020 5:39 pm

      Close to the coast weather tends to spoil you. But still, snippets of summer slip in. Thanks for cruising along this wave length.


  2. 1bl0gr3ad3r / Jun 29 2020 6:49 am

    Ahhhhh yes — that is Summer! Sprague Lake is a great illustration. I always asked what the fish did all day down there in the water 🙂 Thanks for a fun post as i head to work–


    • philosophermouseofthehedge / Jun 29 2020 5:38 pm

      HA! You spotted the lake. I was wondering if anyone would. Despite the July 4th crowd, it manages to look enticing. (Picture sent by family nah-nah-nah-nah-boo-booing that we’re not on the trails, too. Dumb virus). Thanks for fishing out a comment to leave.


  3. easyweimaraner / Jun 29 2020 7:04 am

    ha… this is the real summer… and we like it… but we also love fall… the time for wearing boots yay!

    Liked by 1 person

    • philosophermouseofthehedge / Jun 29 2020 5:41 pm

      RC Cat appreciates the long summer days, but Molly Malamute keeps sniffing the wind going “where’s the brisk and cool?”. Nice the year provides something for everyone. Thanks for shuffling along ( It’s to hot for much more than sauntering!…for a bit longer)


  4. sustainabilitea / Jun 29 2020 2:47 pm

    When you live in Arizona, I’m quickly learning that you look forward to the other three seasons much more than summer. But I still have an idealized image of summer the way I do about Saturday.



    • philosophermouseofthehedge / Jun 29 2020 5:45 pm

      Dry heat. At least there’s that. Summers are stuff of childhood. The promise of storms rolling across big skies, now that’s pretty special, too.
      Thanks for sanding up a comment to place here

      Liked by 1 person

  5. Kate Crimmins / Jun 29 2020 5:19 pm

    Summer is the best! Not much clothes, simple foods, easily entertained by nice weather. It’s too short!

    Liked by 1 person

    • philosophermouseofthehedge / Jun 29 2020 5:35 pm

      It’s so wonderful, it just zooms by without us noticing! There days are about a minute shorter each day. ARRRRGH. Hurry up and enjoy it. Thanks for joining the pool party here..or was that fool party…I get confused – it’s summer!

      Liked by 1 person

  6. Ally Bean / Jun 30 2020 6:52 am

    Summer is subtle in her approach. Not a needy show-off like Winter who insists you notice its potential for causing icy mayhem and snowy disasters. Nope summer’s simplicity is easy to miss. I’m glad you wrote this post to remind me of such.


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