It wasn't long ago that I posted Sha-na-na's Summertime on fb
and enjoyed the exhilaration and anticipation of the first days of summer.
I'm so lucky that I am an adult and I have the blessing of summer vacations.
Now the wheel has turned and here we are in the last days of summer.
(my friend Steamer)
Sweet, sad days full of longing. For? For childhood hopes
and dreams long slipped away into the stream of experience.
For the days spent living in my barn clothes, dirt under nails and hay in my hair.
A misplaced cowgirl, I've got to rejoin the grown up world.
I love my job, love those I work for, and those I work with.
And deep in my bones I will cherish the memories of strolling
through late afternoon sunlit meadows, calling for my Red Horse.