There’s just something about summertime that brings on a certain giddiness. Suddenly, and without warning, you just might think you can pick up the fun of youth.
So it was with us–“Us” being a friend and I who were in charge of a ladies outting for June. We decided we wanted something different–something fun! With that in mind, we planned the picnic + paddle. The fabulously talented Kristi and Theresa made up the invites and away we went.
The picnic was all a picnic should be–perfect spot, tasty food, lots of laughs. The paddleboats … I almost died. So much work, people! It was all I could do to emerge from the boat with some semblence of grace, to force myself upright rather than, you know, falling immediately to the ground. What can I say? Some people run marathons, I paddle boat. Living to tell about it–it’s much the same accomplishment, I’m sure.
But as I traipsed out to take a photo of the invite, my feet barefoot in the grass, the breeze blowing the pinwheel around and around, I thought of the day and couldn’t help but smile.
You know, I dare say we can revisit the fun of youth. If you’re not sure where to begin, look to the little things …