“I love how summer just wraps it’s arms around you like a warm blanket.” 

The paper predicted the weather would be partly sunny so I am patiently waiting for it to burst through the clouds. It is currently 68°, today’s high. A slight breeze is ruffling leaves on the highest branches. It will be a pretty day in June if the sun decides to exert herself.

In summer, when I was growing up, life was casual and most days were unplanned. On weekends we often went to the beach or we just hung around the house. I never went bicycle riding on Sundays, only during the week. I figure that came from the Sunday was family day custom so we didn’t go far.

Mostly every summer day when I was a kid I wore my summer uniform of sorts, always shorts with a blouse, usually a sleeveless blouse. The shorts were neither to the knee nor high on the leg, not Bermudas or short shorts. They were in the middle. I wore sneakers, always white, and probably Converse. The only variation was on Sundays when I wore a dress or a skirt and blouse to church, the required dress code to which I unhappily complied. I never wore a hat but more of an un-hat like a mantilla or even Kleenex in an emergency. I never wore church clothes longer than necessary, to church, to mass and home again.

We never had a family dinner on summer Sundays. We might have hot dogs and hamburgers cooked on the grill or catch as catch can if we spent the day at the beach.

Nala is maneuvering better with her cone. Last night she managed to jump on the bed without my help. She had been hesitant. The worst of the cone is how sad she looks with her head down while standing at the dog door waiting for me to let her out. She also waits outside the door hoping I’ll notice her. All her wounds look great. I think 11 more days of the cone are too many as it was a random date based on availability.

Our first outside Monday concert on the Hyannis Green is tonight at 5:30. We’ll be playing Carole King music. Every week, we play a different book of music.

Right now I am watching Sharktopus vs. Whalewolf. A half-shark, half-octopus battles a hybrid of a killer whale and a wolf. I need to get a life.

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2 Comments on ““I love how summer just wraps it’s arms around you like a warm blanket.” ”

  1. Bob Says:

    Hi Kat,

    I don’t know if we officially reached the century mark today, but it was hot and humid. My car thermometer showed 101° at 4:30.

    Today is the new national holiday, Juneteenth. This holiday commemorates June 19th 1865, when Union Troops landed in Galveston and the slaves learned they were free. Of course they were free when Abraham Lincoln signed the Emancipation Proclamation earlier in 1863. Of course the plantation owners never told the slaves. This holiday was nationalized by the work of Ms. Opal Lee, a retired teacher who is 96 years young, of Ft. Worth Texas. She marched again yesterday as she has for years getting this holiday made national. Black people in Texas have been celebrating since 1865. It represents freedom for everyone.


    • katry Says:

      Hi Bob,
      I am so sorry for your weather. I wish I could share ours with you. It was a lovely day. It was in the low 70’s with a sweet breeze. I only wore a long sleeve shirt for the outside concert.

      I was amazed when I first learned that the Emancipation Proclamation only freed slaves in states at war with the union.

      I knew the background of Juneteenth but nothing about Mrs Opal Lee. Thanks of that!!

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