My 11-year-old daughter's soccer team played their last league game of the summer last night. Hallelujah. They have one tournament left, then they're off to compete for the State Cup. The end is in sight, my friends.
As I was sitting there in my fold-up chair, swatting mosquitoes and harumphing to myself about better uses of my time, I looked around and thought count your blessings, Kim. I could be stuck in some urban sports complex somewhere, surrounded by concrete and city lights. Instead, I'm encircled by mountains. And fireweed.
After walking on a short path through the trees, I'm sitting on the edge of a grassy field breathing clean, crisp air and watching laughing girls kick a ball around.
Not such a bad way to spend an evening.
Dinner last night: baked ziti
I hear that! That's what summer is all about.
Awwww, that does sound very lovely!! Much better than the fields our kids play on...surrounded by traffic, screaming parents and dried out grass.
Wow, that's gorgeous! I love spending lots of time outside in the summer :)
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