What is it about summer that brings out the kid in all of us?
During the last few weeks, as temperatures have risen and the days have gotten longer, I've felt myself falling into the summer torpor that always seems to overtake me.
I remember as a youngster enjoying the days of summer so very much. Out in Katemcy, that meant moving irrigation pipe, hoeing in the fields, repairing fences and working on things around the place. It also meant watermelon fresh from the vine. There was swimming in the creek and tanks. The "Katemcy bunch" would occasionally throw together baseball games down at the park, ride our dirt bikes through the hills, or climb all over the granite rocks.
Summer meant everything slowed down and we didn't hurry so much to do everything. Even the tasks that had a timetable (irrigation lines), were done at a measured pace. Getting in a hurry wasn't necessary, and usually caused more problems than it helped.
As one of the "country kids," I didn't see most of my friends for the summer. I might run in to some of them over July 4th when we would all go to the Brady July Jubilee and ride all the carnival rides; or, the following weekend I'd see them at the Roundup rodeo. For the most part, it was Terry and Sherri Kidd, Laverne Nobles, Teresa Lange, Gayle Evans,,, and we would pick up some of the visiting summer kids, the Bodes, the Jacques. We were our own community, isolated by the miles from town and the lack of transportation; but, we were content.
When I look at the kids now, I'm amazed at the increase in available activities. There are summer programs for baseball, football, soccer, swimming and tennis. There are rodeos and rodeo playdays. Where we went to town only when it was necessary, today's families make repeated trips all during the day. Connie, Steve and I knew that, once summer began, our lives would revolve around a narrow circle in the north end of the county.
During the last few weeks, I've fallen into my summer mode - - - shorts, sandals, sunshades. I find it harder to get into a hurry, and I'm less inclined to worry about deadlines (most days, Tuesday is still too deeply ingrained in my psyche to ignore). I am just as happy lazing about watching a movie as I am dropping a line into the water and waiting to see what takes the bait. Fortunately, my friends share similar inclinations. Since most of them work outside in the heat all day, they are more than happy to kick back and relax once the opportunity presents itself.
So, pop open a cold drink. Turn on a fan to keep the air moving. Decide what needs to be done and what can be postponed a bit. Then, enjoy summer again, just like you did years ago.
I'm going to.
It’s all just my opinion.