Summer's End

It seems like whenever the weather starts getting cooler and Summer is on its way out, I begin thinking about the Summer and what I did and what I wish I had done, but didn't get around to doing. It's a sort of grieving process for the end of Summer, I guess. The ennui doesn't last too long because Autumn is probably my favorite season of all and it's hard not to enjoy its deep blue skies, crisp air and the crackly crunch of fallen leaves.

In evaluating this past summer, I've realized that most of the things I wish I had done don't center around big adventurous or exciting activities, but around rest. Generally, I suppose I could say that I wish I had rested more this Summer. When I think of Summer on its way out, I regret that I didn't spend more time talking with God, or simply sitting in the sun, or reading for pleasure, or lying on my back looking at the clouds, or having a good conversation with a friend. The simple pleasure of spending an afternoon with a friend and doing nothing in particular is underrated. Some of the best conversations come out of those times...but you've got to hang around long enough to let them happen.