if you ask me what i did over the summer i'll tell you that i chased happiness, having only held bits and pieces of it in my hands. i'll also tell you i was arriving, praying that when i get to each place in life- may i arrive fully.

i'm thankful for everything. i am. i’m thankful for every part of my day, and for each day. for each moment. that joy thing- has been a fall winter spring summer project.

Summer's Last Hurrah

I'm not ready for summer to end, and with this being Labor Day weekend, it's inevitable. When I do think of summer, I think of Summerfest in Milwaukee, Wisconsin. Those were fun times.  Now it's time for one last hurrah, but I have no plans. Oh well, there's always next summer ( Fall and Winter and Spring here in Oregon is rain and clouds and more rain and more clouds)

For the occasion, I chose to add Ella Fitzgerald singing Gershwins "Summertime" at a concert in Berlin/Germany: