11 weeks of summer


This summer has been rainy and interesting.  We have had a few new experiences that are good memories. We have gotten to hang out and enjoy each other's company some, and try out new types of camps and activities for the kids.  Sleepaway church/bible camp was new for Trip.  Will has continued to work karate practice through the summer, where baseball and soccer rounded out for Trip.  Charles ended his camps this week, leaving one tired and sun-kissed man at our house to cool down. 

From 'To A Young Son' by Julia Johnson Davis

In your face I sometimes see
Shadowings of the man to be,
And eager, dream of what my son
Will be in twenty years and one.

But when you are to manhood grown
And all your manhood ways are known,
Then shall I, wistful, try to trace
The child you once were in your face?

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MY LITTLE ONE - By Tennessee Williams

My little one whose tongue is dumb, whose fingers cannot hold to things, who is so mercilessly young, he leaps upon the instant things, I hold him not.

Indeed, who could? He runs into the burning wood. Follow, follow if you can! He will come out grown to a man and not remember whom he kissed, who caught him by the slender wrist and bound him by a tender yoke which, understanding not, he broke.

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We are so very glad that you are happy...
long may you keep so, my dear boy...
May you go on as well
as you have begun.
- Charles Darwin

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