I can't remember last year's summer. The winter took on toll on my memory...selective memory is not what I would call it...just too much winter that snowed out the warm remembrances. This summer it is cool...cooler than it has been since 1883, before my grandparents were even born...so the weatherman recounts. I should be walking during my lunch breaks, but I miss reading. A few summers ago I had lots of time off...not by my wishes, but I did fill those long hours with reading everything I could find. This year, guilty of not taking my healthful walks, I have decided to exercise my brain with classic books and tales from children's literature. I found scads of books adapted for children of reading and understanding age at a department store in the dollar section. Perfect luncheon reading at an affordable price. I didn't realize until I delved into two of the books that I either hadn't really read them as a child, although they were on the shelf, or that I did not really read them completely through. What insight these authors had of the social psyche, the proper way to show kindness and consideration of friendship versus anger and greed and jealousy. Very inspiring to me at my age and oh so impressive to young people. I do hope young people still read books...good books, books that make them think and understand the world. Not the hyped media world.
I will keep these books for my granddaughter so that she will read them and be impressed on being a kind, thoughtful, intelligent person. This is my Summer Reading Wish.
Friday, July 18, 2014
Today is such a pleasant day to sit in the swing outside and read and take a nap and feed my squirrels who are scampering all about. The sunlight is filtering through the overcast sky and I enjoy feeding my little furry friends. They usually take the peanut out of my hand but since I wanted to nap, I put a pile of peanuts on the ground for them. I dozed and had a wonderful dream of being in another country..somewhere in the world...and sitting down to dine with great companions and an interpreter, whom I don't know in life but I did in the dream and just as the dream was really getting good, I was awakened by a squirrel jumping on my lap! I guess the pile of peanuts ran out.