Summer evenings are for playing outside. If I can’t get out to ride my bike or take a long walk, I feel drastically cheated. Something about rolling the cycle towards the street, fastening the helmet, and placing shoes firmly on the pedals brings a specific lump of excitement that I’ve relished since childhood. The hard [...]
Posts Tagged ‘summer’
Playtime
Posted in Random thoughts, tagged bicycles, grief, play, summer on August 5, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
Independent People
Posted in Books, tagged Halldór Laxness, Iceland, independence, summer, winter on June 8, 2008 | 2 Comments »
There couldn’t be a better time to read Halldór Laxness’ Independent People. I’m finding the world of an Icelandic sheep farmer cooling to this mid-westerner in the throes of a prematurely hot summer. Yesterday, mowing the lawn in 90 degrees, I tried to imagine reindeer riding in order to summon wintry images. I also thought [...]