Maybe it is the time change, but my 14-year-old Westie, Lucy, woke up this afternoon and was feeling feisty. Lucy, who is mostly deaf and partly blind and spends most of her days sleeping wanted to play so – taking advantage of a pretty afternoon and the extended daylight – we went for a walk.
Cool temperatures, budding trees, blooming grape hyacinths, and one of those amazing sunsets turned a quick walk into an opportunity to meander.
Summer is around the corner and the countless bluebonnets of 2016 are past their peak. Always a beautiful sight to see here is one more look before barbecues, beach parties and bug catching ( that is, lightning bugs) sets in.
Senioritis: that time of year when seniors in high school or college are so close to finishing but aren’t there quite yet. When time slows to a crawl, and it seems like graduation day will never arrive.
Eighth Gradeitis: Senioritis for 8th graders.
The next generation of 9th-12th graders are finishing their middle school years and are on the cusp of that great big new exciting world called high school.
My own 8th grader, Ben, said to me a couple of weeks ago, “I am soooo ready to be in high school.”
“I know you are – but you still have to get through these next few weeks of school.”
Saying that also prompted me to remind him to slow down and live in the moment. Don’t forget about today because you’re so focused on starting high school.
After all – as an 8th grader he is doing many things for the last time. Like the sports in which he participates. High school will be much more competitive, and chances are he won’t be able to play volleyball, basketball, soccer AND baseball.
Also, for now, he and his classmates are the BIG kids on campus. Next year….it’s back to the bottom of the heap.
I told him, “Be excited about your future but don’t live just for tomorrow. Enjoy today and relish all the things you have going on right now.”
Isn’t that a good lesson/reminder for all of us?
The 8th grade class of 2016 – blink and it will be 2020. Just like that they’ll be graduating high school.
Reminder to self – enjoy this remarkable young man now. The next four years will go by way faster than I think they will.
Joshua 29:11For I know well the plans I have in mind for you, plans for your welfare and not for woe, so as to give you a future of hope.
According to my TimeHop from six years ago the North Texas area received a lot of snow. The ‘dusting’ our weather guru’s had forecasted overnight turned into a crazy 8 1/2 inches by the time we woke up.
Generally speaking, we do not get a lot of snow in this area. Ice, yes. Snow – not so much. To say we were surprised would probably be bit of an understatement. Particularly, since just 3 days earlier we had been dining on the patio.
For this post I give you then and now views of outdoor seating on my patio.
March 18 – enjoying family time gathered around the patio table.
3 days later everything was covered in snow. This year, though, winter skipped us completely. Spring is definitely in full force.
The Bistro Table: snowy in 2010 but, today, just waiting to be enjoyed.
Sunday morning brought blue skies, warm temperatures and a sprinkling of clouds. It was a beautiful contrast to the week just finished, which had been dreary, gray, cloudy and rainy.
Having enjoyed Mass followed by lunch with friends, the weather was too pretty to stay inside. So, with hubby out of town and, looking to spend some time with my boys, I coaxed my teenagers into putting on their shoes – and putting down the game controllers – to go for a walk.
After loading dogs, baseball gloves and the camera into the car we headed off to explore a newly completed walking/biking trail in our town.
A relaxing, laid-back time was had by all as we wandered, played, explored and enjoyed each others company. The mild temperatures and rain ‘greened’ everything up – seemingly overnight – and the natural beauty we experienced was fresh and new. Flowers and trees in various stages of blooming along with green, green and more green everywhere we looked.
I managed to snap a few good pictures; capturing moments on this journey called The Teenage Years. At 14 and 16, my boys, in the blink of an eye, will be heading off to begin the next chapters of their lives and I’m grateful for these moments of togetherness.
Boys and Dogs at the Dam
Allen Station Dam
Ben and Patrick on the railroad trellis
Flowers by the creek
Ricki couldn’t resist jumping in
A game of catch
green fields and a busy highway
Some trees still bare and others flowering or with new leaves
12 year-old Lucy got the wagon ride
Dogs and Boys
Wild blackberry vines
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