The signs of summer

The other day I noticed signs of summer underway…hot temps? Yes.  91 degrees in my living room (no joke).  Pavement too hot to step upon?  For sure – no more going barefoot on the driveway.  The newly planted blooms already thirsting for water?  Sadly, yes.

I see signs of a HOT summer…

Peeling paint…didn’t we just paint that last year?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

A lawn chair dusted off and sitting in the sun…

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The perfect summery strappy sandals…

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

And alas…the ubiquitous coals that won’t light.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

How will you keep your cool?

Flaws?

By definition, a blemish is an imperfection.  A wrinkle is a fold, crease or ridge in the skin…typically a side effect of aging (and living!) or soaking your hands and/or feet in water too long.  Cracks are for sidewalks, not faces. Freckles are appreciated and admired by some and a source of consternation to others (for those who have ever tried lemon juice and Porcelana cream, you know what I’m talking about).  Rust can either diminish your car’s value or enhance your building’s patina.  And who doesn’t think dimples aren’t the cutest things ever?

I believe that our “flaws” are what make the world beautiful; stretch marks and all.

Rustic beauty

Rustic (ruhs-tik) :  def.  1. Suitable for the country.  2. Made of rough limbs of trees.  3. Of or resembling country folk.  4. Lacking in social graces or polish.  5. Simple, artless or unsophisticated.  6. Uncouth, crude, boorish, awkward.  7. Having rough surfaces.  8. Lacking refinement or elegance.  9. Charmingly simple.

I think there is an inherent allure to battered old barns, wooden fence posts or rusty nails.  Charmingly simple.