This summer has been different, to say the least. I don’t know one person that has actually said anything other than that. Although we try to keep up with normalcy and the summer traditions we typically have, it’s just not been “the same”.
We have swam, swam lots and lots. We have cooked on the grill, sat around a fire and had s’mores, even been to the beach. All summer things we normally do. There’s been plenty of things we have done but it all looks very different. It doesn’t feel the same.
Tonight, it was warm but a comfortable warm. The sun was setting just right and we decided to get out of the house, take a ride around our favorite parts and grab an icecream. I wore pajamas because 9 out of 10 times T will get out and grab the treats and then we eat in the car or bring them home to end our ride. Tonight we shook things up. A place we have gone many times to grab and go, we sat and stared. There were geese and there were ducks and we laughed at the waddles. There was a sun setting above a barn and fields that just gave a sense of feeling content.
My little spotted only one horsey off in the fields but we drove by plenty more on the way home. We let our icecream basically melt because we were too busy enjoying a simple summer night, don’t worry the icecream wasn’t wasted. Never would I let that happen!
We drove home, by the same roads as always, by the same houses as I always ” ooo and ahh” at, counted horses in the same fields as always and spied with our little eyes the same things as always. We arrived at the same house as always, but for once it didn’t feel like we just took a ride and got an icecream.
It was a simple summer night with the two people I love, with the biggest fullest heart to end it.