It’s 1967, it’s hot. It’s a July weekend so I’m not at Hilltop Day Camp. The sprinkler is on, back and forth from one side of the lawn to the other. I have mixed feelings about sprinklers. I love the constant whir of water from the circular type, but I don’t get a break. It’s more of a free for all than a game. With the alternating side sprinkler, I can time it to race through when it comes my way, while taking a breath when it switches sides. In the end, that’s my preference. Get soaked, get hot, and start all over again.
I have on a blue two piece with a jaunty, decorative, yellow bird at my hip. At seven I feel at the height of summer fashion in our New Jersey suburb. When I’m in need of a break, I go inside fans whirring and get a juicy peach. I go outside since I know it will drip. My mother prides herself on a spotless kitchen and I do not want to disturb that perfection. I let the nectar drip down my bathing suit knowing I will go back under the sprinkler to wash off any signs of my snack.
Today I took Lucy on a short walk to the farmer’s market. When I saw the beautiful peaches, summers of my childhood came rushing to my mind. My father would take us to Moffat Farms where we’d pick up peaches and corn. The latter we’d shuck on the porch, squeamish when we spotted the inevitable worm.
Though I don’t go through sprinklers much anymore, I still appreciate the simple joys of summer. Lighter clothing and fresh produce are among those joys.
- Enjoy summer fruit. Whether you bite into a peach, a nectarine, cherries, berries, melons, or other favorites, give yourself something sweet to counter the bitterness we’ve witnessed in the recent past.
- Bring some awe into your life. View the Webb Telescope pictures on Nasa.gov and other websites.
- Sing along with music from your childhood. Whether you listen to Julie Andrews singing ‘Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious’ from Mary Poppins, ‘Bein’ Green’ from Sesame Street, or whether you prefer another tune, just go for it, celebrating a moment of nostalgia.