It has been a good week. Last week was hot and muggy and miserable and full of annoying problems but this week, this week has been what summer should be.
Of course, the kids go back to school in three weeks. Every year we just settle in to summer and it is time to start planning for the new school year. It seems to take them half the summer to decompress and unwind from school stresses and then we have to start all over again. This has been a good week though and we are going to concentrate on that.
I took the kids to Old Sturbridge Village. I took my daughter back in the spring and wrote about it here. My son has been wanting to go ever since. It is a place we have taken them ever since they were tiny and I am truly grateful that they still enjoy it.
Aren't these baby birds adorable? They look like they are ready to fly the nest. I am not sure how they are all fitting in there. I am not too knowledgeable about birds. Does anyone know what these are? They were cheeping away in a corner of one of the barns.
I have been bemoaning the fact that there are not too many places locally where we can go swimming. We have friends with pools but I hate constantly asking if we can use them even though they insist they don't mind. I wanted somewhere close by where we could just pop in for a quick swim. It seemed impossible. Everything was at least half an hour away if not more and how likely is it that a new swimming spot is just going to appear in town? Well, very likely it seems. This little reservoir has been closed to public swimming ever since I moved here seven years ago. This week I discovered that it has been opened again. The photo doesn't do it justice, I just snapped it quickly to show my husband. It is actually quite pretty and very deserted. I don't think most people know it is open again. We are going to make the most of it for the next few weeks.
Our big vacation with the kids was a trip to Chicago. We needed to visit family and then we spent a few hectic days seeing the sights. Unfortunately, we came home more tired than when we left. Another trip seemed impossible until last week when we got an email from a vacation home owner in New York. We rent from him almost every year. He had the end of August open and he offered us a phenomenal deal. We jumped at it. His place is an old farm house in rural New York, the only house on 70 acres. We hike the dirt roads and roam through the meadow. We swim in the pond and look for fossils in the stream bed. We have campfires and play croquet. It is peaceful and quiet and lazy. I can't wait. It feels like an extra special treat since we were not planning on going this year. The only sad thing is that usually my aunt and uncle come for part of the time and they can't make it on such short notice. We will miss them. My kids adore them and my aunt and I are very alike and usually spend our time talking like mad. It won't be quite the same without them but we will still have fun.
I bought books during the hot, muggy, annoying week we had recently. I decided a book buying ban was just plain miserable when I was miserable. So I bought books. Though, now that I am thinking about it, that contributed to the annoying week at the time because my bank decided a $3.47 charge for a book must be fraud and froze my card. And then they used an old email address to try to notify me. I have no idea why since I updated that ages ago and have been getting all my emails to the new address for a few years now. It was a bit crazy but it all got straightened out and I have spent the last week having the fun of getting book mail. I will do a separate post on the books I bought when they all have shown up.
A garden center near me had a huge sale last Friday. They do it every year and it is always a bit of a madhouse. They drop the prices dramatically and hold the sale for only a few hours. The lines to pay stretch on for what seem like miles and I always wonder why I bother. Then I get home with a huge number of plants for just a few dollars and decide it was all worthwhile. I bought black-eyed Susans and foxglove and a butterfly bush and several other things that I can't remember. I am never going to be a wonderful gardener but I keep plugging away at it, hoping my gardens will eventually look a little less forlorn. That isn't a forlorn hope, is it?
Those were the best parts of my week. How was yours?