It's the last day of June and I haven't yet been to the beach. School starts two months from today and it feels like the countdown has begun. We've been planning to go to the beach tomorrow, but it looks like it might be too chilly. And it might rain. Neither of which is conducive to a fun day at the seashore.
Maine summers are do darn short that I often feel panicky throughout the summer, as if we need to cram as much sunshiny fun into our days as possible, so we can survive the impending winter. But experience tells me that even going to the beach every single summer day will not help at all, come February.
Wow, that's a depressing thought. Forget it - I'm going outside now to water the flowers and veggie garden. No more thoughts of winter. Next time I mention it, slap me.
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