The Lazy, Hazy, Crazy Days of Summer

Do you remember the hit song, Lazy Hazy Crazy Days of Summer, by Nat King Cole, dad to radio/disco queen, Natalie Cole? If you don’t recall either famous crooner, please refer to Wikipedia, as you probably never used a real Encyclopedia. That was a joke, but a sad one, reflecting my present state of mind.

In my youth, summer used to be a relaxing reflective time, a planting and growing time. Yep, there’s a farmer in me. Attitudes and ideas change. Summer is no longer about running a lemonade stand,  neighborhood car washes, biking to to the local library, squelling kids and water sprinklers or camping in a blanket tent beneath our parents bedroom window. Summer has become about how many sports camps can I sign my kids up for? How many summer events can I attend? How busy can I be and still sniff the roses.’ Um, who has time to grow ‘real’ roses? 

Don’t get me wrong. I’m guilty on all accounts. Although, I’m now a ‘Nana’ my summer is hazier and crazier than ever and I’ve enjoyed much if it. But my writing goals, that includes blogging, have taken a rear seat to the buzz of summer insanity. I love nature, gardening, and long walks but yearn for the slower pace of raking crisp, autumn leaves and a three day blizzard that will keep me huddled inside with hot (spiked) chocolate and a crackling fireplace, while my sexy hero and feisty heroine spare for my undivided attention. Yep, I’m a hopeful romantic!

The lazy hazy days of fall and winter beckon me. Until then, I’ll sit on my backporch and enjoy the birds, squirrels and one audacious wild turkey (who needs a boyfriend), feast off of the banquet on our picnic table. And despite my present discontent, when Old Man Winter comes banging on my door, I’ll be wishing for the lazy, hazy, crazy days of summer.

There is a reason for the seasons . . .  

6 Comments on “The Lazy, Hazy, Crazy Days of Summer

  1. I'm getting that warm fuzzy feeling from your replies. Nice to know I'm not the only nut in the basket!Chestnuts roasting on an open fire. . .

  2. Am not a hot weather person to begin with and after this summer am looking forward to the fall, a long, warm-day-cool-night fall. Can't wait for it to get here.

  3. Will you blog with a plain old women's fiction author? Would love to see you at my place as well!Your "Normal" writer friendPattiwww.pattilacy.com/blog

  4. We deliberately didn't commit to a lot this summer, and we're finding we enjoy it more. Granted, I keep fretting about all the summer-only events we're missing, but the tension level is way down. I do look forward to the conference as well.A funny thing happened — we're transitioning to a new church, and finally met Pastor last Sunday. He asked Russ what he does, and after that he asked me.I said, "I'm a novelist." No reference to the day job…first time ever! Pastor seemed interested in hearing what I write — LOL. But I've never dared define myself in only that way before. PTL!

  5. Ahh, yes, I'm beginning to long for the fall days when my kids are in school most of the day and I don't have to break up fights.I relish the fact the school registration is next week, there's only 3 weeks left of summer and soon I'll be off to the ACFW conference for a much needed break from being a mom and wife. And to remember I too am a writer.

  6. Thank God for noveltrack or I wouldn't be getting anything done! LOL Love the fall & spring. Summer, yeah, when it's not so humid. Winter? When the roads are covered. Never satisfied. :)Good post.

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