Sept. 1, 2006 — I stole time to be alone and trust nature and PLAY to do their work in involving my son, daughter and a couple of other kids in squirrel hunting.
Using chunky peanut butter, chocolate chips, little cookies, and string they are attempting to lure squirrels to be trapped and released. Should I worry about rabies? Should I worry that someone will discover me for being a slightly absent father? Nah. After a few hours of being with my almost four year-old, jumping on the trampoline, swimming, bouncing balls, and bathing – I am giving in to the luxury of writing.
I missed the intensity of July for a while but got seduced by August sunshine, heat, and family activities. I love August for the time I get to body surf in the Atlantic Ocean in Amagansett, NY. This summer, we swam daily and appreciated a terrific sand bar, out a ways from the shore. Not too far. I await each new set of waves with the goal of catching a ride into shore. Somehow I was extra buoyant this summer after all of the breakfast nourishment during the SI. In addition to swimming, I managed frisbee, fishing, and a lot of bike rides, some alone, some with friends, and some with Natalie. She sits on an Alley-cat contraption, a one-wheel bike connected to the back of my bike. Sometimes Natalie pedals; other times, she simply sits on the seat and I am the pedal power.
Now that August is over, so too is summer as I know it most years. But this year will be special. As I’m on sabbatical, I am fully intending to stretch August into September, to bike, beach, barbeque, and to blade (roller). I’ve been having fun taking my dogs on roller-blading adventures. Other sabbatical goals include learning more Spanish, writing a few papers about kids’ drawing as a mode of expression, and travel.
In the mean time, I look forward to reading your posts and seeing you in person at one of the HVWP upcoming events.