This morning as I enjoyed a cup of tea, I began pondering over the past season. I know that technically, summer still has a few weeks to go; however, with school beginning tomorrow, that kind of signals the end of the season.
When summer began I had all kinds of plans, hopes, and dreams for how it might possibly pan out. Of course, as is usually the case, it turned out somewhat differently -- not in a bad way -- just in a different way. I was able to plant my vegetable garden, and lots of flowers even though we had such a rainy May and June. Countless hours were spent at my daughter's tennis lessons; but that was nice because it gave me the opportunity to sit in the warm sunshine visiting with a friend and getting some crocheting accomplished. I was blessed to be able to teach two different friends how to crochet a granny square. I cheered my son through two triathlons. When my daughter made the transition from tennis to volleyball, that also afforded me time to spend with another friend. I did lots of walking, and have lost nearly 10 pounds. Another birthday came and went. Time was set aside for a five day camping trip with my family which included picking huckleberries. I created a chocolate cake for the annual chocolate contest at our local fair -- of which I did not place in the top three -- but I can imagine I finished in fourth place (lol). I've made jam and pickles, and I guess the list could really go on and on. The Bible talks about how God directs our steps. I may have had specific ideas at the beginning of summer what I might like to do; but His plan for me this summer was just perfect.