There is something sad about opening your calendar to the month of August to add an event.
There it is in black and white....the end of summer.
Not once, before I turned 18 was there even a reason to plan things three months in advance - summer seemed endless.
Now I have to know who has camp which week, when everyone has a doctor appointment and when we start school again.
So I try hard to not let any part of summer slip away.
I always say "yes" to swimming with the kids. The tents and lanterns get pulled out and we sleep outside in the backyard.
Summer slows down when we hunt for raspberries along the road to put in our yogurt.
Summer and berries are only here for a moment.