It's time to begin planning our school year. I know because people are talking about it. Usually I know because I'm tired of being hot, tired of the long days, and tired of the lack of structure that comes with the long days. I find myself dreaming of quiet days, squirreled away in my cozy walls with my 'students'. I dream of chilly mornings, quilts and slippers, cocoa and read alouds, copy books, time drills and even the faulty science experiments. I LOVE when it's almost dark by the time dad comes home to the lavish hot meal I enjoyed cooking throughout the day. In fact, I LOVE waking up while it's still dark, snuggling up with my favorite knit afghan, coffee in my favorite cup, with my favorite morning meditation (the Bible and My Utmost For His Highest), knowing that the sun isn't going to fool anyone into thinking it's time to be moving for at least another hour. And I LOVE starting our new school year.
Usually these are the things I'm dreaming of at this time of year. Problem is we haven't stopped having chilly mornings, quilts and slippers, cocoa... and well, the read alouds have stopped because of the lack of structure and the long days. This has just left me confused!
My head knows it's time to plan for fall, but my body thinks we still need to sweat some. Maybe if my garden would produce just one ripe tomato... Just one?