It's Summer Time

Shalom:
Today is the first day of Summer.
I love Summer. Partly because I am a Summer baby (and Mark loves me anyway) but also because of freedom she offers.
No More Pencils, No More Books, No More Teacher's Dirty Looks....

Time to sleep in late and have cookout in the evenings; hot dogs and hamburgers, potato salad and watermelon. Listening to the guys on the street corner sing and playing Tag until midnight.
Summer time. The time I kick off my sneakers and about barefoot and paint my toenails to make the colours of my long skirts or dresses. Time when watermelon is included in every meal and I make lemon aide and Sun Moroccan Mint Tea. The time of the year I like to walk along the beach in the moonlight with the one I love.
My mother began the tradition in our family to pick a book or a book series for the summer. When my son Aries was growing up, it was The Narnia Series, a tradition I still hold to.
I can only hope and pray Aries is continuing with the tradition. And while there are a few books I have set aside, I will be making my yearly trek to Narnia.
Once a king and Queen in Narnia, always a king and queen in Narnia.
Tonight, Mar and I will start with The Magician's Nephew, with our little Monti curled up between us.
It seems Monti enjoys family story time as well.

Reel Books

Shalom:
I am one of the few hold outs concerning the Kindle.
Not that I have anything against it. Mark has one. He brought it for his last deployment and found it quite handy.
But for me, nothing beats the feel of a book in your hands. The feel of paper on your fingers as you turn the page.

I remember many summers, lying in tall grass with the sun beating down on the back of my neck as I got lost in a thick hardback book. Or winter days, in bed with the flu, trying to balance a bowl of chicken soup and a paperback novel. And while much of my research for any subject is online, you can still find me heading the library or a bookstore.

Even now, sits on my nightstand three books I am reading.
Amoung them a book about Papillons.
For me, the Kindle just looks so cold and impersonal, whereas a book looks warm and inviting.
One day I might change my mind and actually try reading Mark's.
But for right now, I have a good book to finish.