Summer

With a Winter of heavy snow around the state, and with Boise getting its fair share, it is good to get back into warmer air. The vacation to Florida was a warm welcome in every sense. Jennifer finally ate a steak that she could call the best she's ever had. That was at Ruth's Chris Steakhouse. We ate hearty the entire time, and I'm sure that I gained 10 lbs. while there.

The first day on the beach was pleasant. Put on the sunscreen. Laid out. Freckled hard. The second day, I did the same thing, but apparently didn't put enough sunscreen on. My pink skin glowed through white shirts.

The pounds may be coming off. I've hit the golf course a time or two since vacation, and I'm staying off the golf carts. Better to walk anyway. I get lots of exercise with my inconsistent hitting. One ball slices far right. I take a mulligan. The next one hooks far left. I retrieve one ball and play the other. I do get lots of exercise.

I've been getting lots of sun as well. I'm playing connect the dots with the freckles, and wondering if this is the summer they'll all merge into one.

We virtually didn't have any Spring this year. We're used to a few dozen 70 degree pleasant Spring days, and this year it just didn't pan out. I can count them on one hand. So we go from April showers to a 90+ degree weekend in the middle of May.

Summer is the high point of the seasons, the culmination of all things following Easter, Ascension, and Pentecost. The drama will start again in the Fall, and the story will be told all over again, year after year, so that the hard headed, like me, have the chance for the Story to sink in