When Summer Was a Vacation

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onsciousness. After graduating from school we got sucked into the unreal world of work and didn’t even realize we were losing our greatest childhood treasure: Summer vacation.Some day we will learn to have summer vacation all year long — every single day. Wouldn’t that be awesome?So guess what I’m bringing on Tuesday for the first day of the End-of-the-Summer-Blow-Out? A big bag of peaches! That’s right, peach season ain’t over yet. Kids should not be allowed to go back to school if there are still peaches on the trees. It’s just not right. It goes against nature.This year’s Western Slope peach crop was/is extraordinary, by the way.Someone told me once that if you eat two peaches a day for 28 days straight you will get enlightened. I wasn’t sure about that. So I tried it several times but it didn’t happen. So I keep trying. It sure is yummy!Not surprisingly, the two-day End-of-the-Summer-Blow-Out will include a picnic. That goes without saying. I have not yet decided on what food to prepare, however, but there will definitely be fruit and cheese. Get ’em hooked early, I say.The Oracle also said that I will soon become, “a little more ordinary.”What the heck does that mean? Actually, I know exactly what it means. And the darn Oracle is always right. I wonder if that has anything at all to do with whatever is going to fall in my lap.</p

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Don’t you just love Summer? And it sure is different this year. Not having a job has really opened my eyes to summer. What a difference! While my two angels will be in school next week I will still be doing my best to re-learn what a summer vacation is. There are still five weeks left.And next month green chile roasting starts. It is perhaps one of the holiest times of the year. I can’t imagine how I managed to go my entire childhood without that very special sacred experience. Now, I simply cannot imagine going without it. For decades this sacred time has marked for me the end of summer. Summer simply cannot be over until the holy aroma of roasting green chile fills the air. It has become law to me.Copyright by <a href="https://readmedium.com/white-feather-archive-index-c95167f7dbaf">White Feather</a>. All Rights Reserved.Speaking of cheese…<div id="c011" class="link-block">

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Enlightenment through peaches

The Oracle told me there is a chance of something wonderful falling into my lap soon. I’ve been trying to remain seated.

When I was a kid school never started until after Labor Day and it let out before Memorial Day. As a kid I saw it as some kind of inviolable law. It was sacrosanct to reality. That is how long I learned summer was supposed to be.

Nowadays, kids get out of school in June and go back in August. That is just plain wrong! It’s not natural.

Anyway, this new week just entered will include an exuberant End-of-the-Summer-Blow-Out with the grandangels. Not one but two days trying to get as much summer in as we can before school starts next week.

It’s important.

Personally, I don’t get summer vacations. I just get summer. When I was a kid summer vacation was always a big deal. It was way better — and much longer — than Christmas. It was a time to plug in to Mother Earth. It was a time of limitless fun and adventure. It was a time to grow.

But then we had to grow up and become corrupted by mass consciousness. After graduating from school we got sucked into the unreal world of work and didn’t even realize we were losing our greatest childhood treasure: Summer vacation.

Some day we will learn to have summer vacation all year long — every single day. Wouldn’t that be awesome?

So guess what I’m bringing on Tuesday for the first day of the End-of-the-Summer-Blow-Out? A big bag of peaches! That’s right, peach season ain’t over yet. Kids should not be allowed to go back to school if there are still peaches on the trees. It’s just not right. It goes against nature.

This year’s Western Slope peach crop was/is extraordinary, by the way.

Someone told me once that if you eat two peaches a day for 28 days straight you will get enlightened. I wasn’t sure about that. So I tried it several times but it didn’t happen. So I keep trying. It sure is yummy!

Not surprisingly, the two-day End-of-the-Summer-Blow-Out will include a picnic. That goes without saying. I have not yet decided on what food to prepare, however, but there will definitely be fruit and cheese. Get ’em hooked early, I say.

The Oracle also said that I will soon become, “a little more ordinary.”

What the heck does that mean? Actually, I know exactly what it means. And the darn Oracle is always right. I wonder if that has anything at all to do with whatever is going to fall in my lap.

Don’t you just love Summer? And it sure is different this year. Not having a job has really opened my eyes to summer. What a difference! While my two angels will be in school next week I will still be doing my best to re-learn what a summer vacation is. There are still five weeks left.

And next month green chile roasting starts. It is perhaps one of the holiest times of the year. I can’t imagine how I managed to go my entire childhood without that very special sacred experience. Now, I simply cannot imagine going without it. For decades this sacred time has marked for me the end of summer. Summer simply cannot be over until the holy aroma of roasting green chile fills the air. It has become law to me.

Speaking of cheese…