100 days of summer, a poem that is summer


May 20, 2017
On this cold and damp Friday night on the Victoria Day long weekend, Canada’s unofficial beginning to summer, I begin.
Melding motherhood, art, mindfulness, uncertainty, gratitude, quiet and listening with laughter, joy, long hair blowing in the wind, grass stained bare feet for 100 glorious days. A poem that is summer.

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