summer living in June

We wrapped up our study lessons for the year and headed south to Pennsylvania in late June. But before we left, we celebrated Father's Day and Seth's 14th birthday on the same Sunday in June. 

We also saw the garden come to life as seeds sprouted in mostly tidy rows and chipmunks, squirrels, and birds were reprimanded for taking too much of an interest in our dirt. The usual garden fare: beans, carrots, peas, celery, cucumbers, lettuce, tomato, garlic, herbs and golden zucchini. Not large amounts, not enough to preserve, but enough usually to make me pass the grocery store offerings with a sniff in my nose. A terrible attitude since gardens are notorious for causing all sorts of silent wailing, moaning and other humbling sound effects. 

When I was certain that winter had left us for the season, I came out of hibernation and we resumed our Charlotte Mason Study group which usually meets at my house. We eat treats, drink drinks, and chatter like magpies and mamas.

I wandered around our collection of townhouses and took photos from the neighbor's gardens and wild flowers missed by the lawn care machines.

Then we hit the road, the kids and I and drove to spend some time with my parents. Shane came for a long weekend and then returned for work and we stayed for the rest of the week.  We took the kids to a local park and bike path and enjoyed the summer evenings together.

I apologize in advance for all the playground pictures. It was a beautiful evening and everyone was trying to do something on the equipment.  Something they hadn't done since last summer when we visited this playground.