Farmers Market and Rain
A grateful word to all those who braved the rain and weather on Saturday to attend the Farmers Market. It was a very strange morning- rain on and off again, sun peeking through and then more wind and rain. It didn’t seem to damper the spirits of most of the vendors or the market shoppers though, and it was nice to exchange laughs and smiles from under our hats and umbrellas.
The summer is passing by and the weekends seem to come and go so quickly. I try to savor each and every stage of the summer months includung the rainstorms as well as the sunshine. It is always hard for me to see the summer end only for one reason- I have to share my kids again every fall with school work, sports, activities…. I absolutely get melancholy and blue. I love the fall- my favorite season but with it comes the reality that they are another year closer to leaving home and starting their own journeys. I will have an even more difficult time this year as my oldest will be doing just that and going off to college. I am so happy for him and excited for his adventures to begin outside the protection and roof of home. He has many wonderful things ahead and I know he is ready; still and all I am a bit sad.
So, I have promised myself to enjoy every last minute of this summer, treasure the rain as well as the sun and make every day a moment of its own, not a countdown to something else.
I hope you will make it to the Farmers Markets here in Zionsville or take a bike ride out one of the country roads, pack a picnic and listen to the cricket frogs. Rain or shine- it is a season to savor.
