I Am So Over Summer

OK every year around this time I begin to hate summer and long for fall...this year is no different!  Maybe I hang in there for summer until my birthday is over and then enough is enough! LOL Whatever, I am finished with the summer heat, humidity, mugginess, heat indices, sweat and misery.  I know we have several more months to go and so I will continue to whine until autumn bursts forth on the scene and then I will cheer!

Speaking of my birthday, it was wonderful! Tracy and I went to Nashville and had a blast!  We went to Printer's Alley and listened to karaoke music which was terribly wonderful, like karaoke music always is!  I painted a star and it was glued to the ceiling for posterity's sake and we will go back next year and see if it is still there!  Here are some pics from the night:

 My delicious supper at the divey greasy spoon we chose to eat at! YUM!

My 2nd favorite building (Sears Tower is #1)

The awesome neon lights of Broadway!

Me at almost 51...YAY! I made it another year!

 And there is my "51" star!

Getting older is surreal.  Granddaddy Haynes once told me in his 80's that he still felt like the same young man he was in his teens and I thought at the time that was a strange statement.  I thought back then, in my youth, that when I got older, I would feel older and think older, and surely act old.  But he was right!  I am still the same person inside, although that does not apply to my body!  I still have similar thoughts and dreams and hopes that I had way back when and really am just a girl in an aging body.  

I wrote a poem last year and called it "A Two Horse Farm" which was written about the hopes and dreams Tracy and I share for our future.

"A Two Horse Farm"

We live on a two horse farm

Where all the little animals

Are protected from harm.

A strong, stocky work horse

For Daddy,

A fleet footed palomino

For me, and

A plucky little pony

For all the kids to ride

With the feisty bearded goats

Running along beside.

Big headed toms and

Slender little girl cats

Laze in the sun

After playful little spats.

Nearby the dogs are 

Waiting for a run

Because roaming the farm

With their 

Daddy is so much fun.

Ducks and a goose or two

Swim down in the lake,

Full of lily pads and fishies

And oh no, the occasional

Slithery snake.

Squirrels, racoons, wild

Birds of a feather

Have spread the word

Wide and far
That here is the farm

Where peace and food are.
A place where children run wild
And swing, touching their
Feet to the sky,

And can yell without shushing
As their spirits skip high.
Where everyone's full of joy and
Belonging, not a soul in
Danger of harm
Nothing but love
Blankets the land
On our two horse farm.

 

 A few weeks ago I made Tracy a decopague box to express the poem:

A barn, crops...

A little tractor and some farm animals... even a rooster!

The secret surprise inside is the two horses!

 

I am 51 years old and that is so hard to believe! But I am still dreaming and hoping and believing that the two horse farm awaits us as memorialized by the poem and the box :)  Who knows?  Maybe I have another 51 years ahead of me!