Let Us Dance
“Let us dance in the sun, wearing wild flowers in our hair…”― susan polis Schutz
“I do love the beginning of the summer hols,’ said Julian. They always seem to stretch out ahead for ages and ages.’
‘They go so nice and slowly at first,’ said Anne, his little sister. ‘Then they start to gallop.”― Enid Blyton, Five Go Off in a Caravan
Too cold, too hot
Too slow, too fast
Too much, too little
Measure, compare, grumble less
Invite, receive, open up to joy more
Summer’s call to presence, awe, life.
Dance.
“Some of the best memories are made in flip flops.”― Kellie Elmore
No comments yet
