We lived a very full Labor Day weekend,
kicking if off Friday evening with our annual bonfire and S'mores roasting (a few days early)--
Saturday we visited my parents and I admired all the "golden" that has crept into the September ditches--
And said our goodbyes and cried a bit . . .
We bid our town home a fond farewell . . . three years of good memories there--
The kids swam some, but as the days cooled off found Grandpa and Grandma's hot tub much more preferable--
And bright and early Monday morning I admired the sunrise, was shocked at the sudden chill in the air, and knew a new season, a new chapter was upon us--
More hugs and goodbyes and tears--
And then we were off.
"What a happy summer this has been, " thought Anne...and then recalled with a little pang something she had heard Aunt Highland Kitty of the Upper Glen say once...."the same summer will never be coming twice."
Never quite the same. Another summer would come...but the children would be a little older and Rilla would be going to school...."and I'll have no baby left," thought Anne sadly. Jem was twelve now and and there was already talk of "the Entrance"....Jem who but yesterday had been a wee baby in the old House of Dreams. Walter was shooting up and that very morning she had heard Nan teasing Di about some "boy" in school: and Di had actually blushed and tossed her red head.
Well, that was life.
Gladness and pain...hope and fear....and change. Always change! You could not help it. You had to let the old go and take the new to your heart....learn to love it and then let it go in turn.
Spring, lovely as it was, must yield to summer and summer lose itself in autumn. The birth...the bridal....the death...."
L.M. Montgomery (Anne of Ingleside)
We got in yesterday evening around 6:00 (our traveling split up by a visit to the State Fair). The boys promptly found a patch of loose fine dirt and set about digging. Jackson excitedly informed me "Arapahoe has grasshoppers!!" and caught several. Isabella organized her bathroom essentials and rode her bike back and forth over the long semi-circle drive way. Marissa asked to go home. We ate some frozen pizza, built a bunk bed and unpacked a bit of the kitchen, and fell into bed, exhausted.
We're here and ready for some new adventures.