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round and round and round we go

 {Hampton Beach merry-go-round, summer 2011}

Oh, summertime.  If only you would keep serving up this perfect warm and sunny weather, not too hot or all that humid with a breeze that is like kisses from Mother Nature herself.  It's been glorious by the water over here in our little corner of the world.  The fishes have been plentiful, the birds all manner of color, shape and song, and the produce - oh the sweetness of it all!  The strawberries are not quite ripe, off peak this year because of all the rain I think, but the corn is perfectly delicious already, and the blueberries and melons are starting to appear, beckoning fat and heavy.  I'm looking forward to big bowls of fresh summer salads in the days to come.

Today is the last day of school.  We are now full-on into the flow and abundance of the warm solstice months, and the promise of a season filled to the brim is beginning to whisper sweet nothings in my ear.  Yesterday I set up a craft table in the kids area so there would be an open and ongoing place for us to get messy and creative.  It's best when I don't fight the mess and to have space to leave projects out to simmer and frequently visit when inspired is really quite nice.  Already the boys are helping themselves to paint, and scissors and glue and I'm looking forward to see what might emerge from this freedom.

It's a temporary space for me too as the studio upstairs is in a state that leaves me to simply close the door and ignore the mountainous mess that has collected in that room, a job for another day.  I've decided to hold off on signing on the dotted line for another official studio space for the time being, and have moved myself on to the wait-list at Joy Street for now.  I am still trying to figure out what I need creatively, something between a solitary Thoreauvian retreat and the crush of an urban industrial loft (polar opposites, I know), so not being locked into something seems like the wisest move for now.  I'll have to find other places to spread out and create, and so far the table on our back deck has been a solid option.

I did finally join my local art association, as I have been flirting with the idea for a couple of years now.  The new Director has things really grooving and there's a lot of great stuff happening, including a Town & Beach show that I've submitted a photograph to.  It'll be nice to stay in the mix of the local art community and to support them seems like a loyalty I owe and am happy to offer.

So it's off to Hampton Beach for a little post-third grade graduation hurrah in a bit!  Hopefully one cranky little toddler, who shall remain nameless, can roll with a little merriment for the afternoon.  Nothing says summer better than a little honky-tonk boardwalk strolling, skee ball, photo booths, and fried dough, a great way to celebrate that summer really. is. here. 


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