Summer of 2023 officially ends on Sept 23. I always feel a bit sad as summer ends, though I love fall colors. Summer for me is vacation season, and camping season, and the season for carefree evenings on the deck.
I went bike riding with my ten-year-old last Sunday and it was a really nice time. Just us, enjoying father-son time. Life has gotten much busier, more serious, and at times extra stressful. It’s times like these that count the most.
The prior day we went to a farm to go apple picking but found out when we were there that the apple picking was by reservation only and we had no reservations. I looked at the trees and realized there weren’t many (if any) apples left on the trees to pick. It could have been disappointing, but we made the best of it and wandered through a flower garden. That’s when I took this picture of a painted lady butterfly.
We went to a really nice park in Lyons that we had gone to the day before for my son’s cross country meet. It was pleasant and pretty. Had the meet not been there we never would have gone there. We only ever drove right through Lyons to get to Estes Park all these years. But now I’m sure we’ll be back.
My point…well… days go by and you just need to enjoy the moment for what it is. Life is unnecessarily competitive these days, unnecessarily rushed, and unnecessarily stressful.
When I think back to summer of 2023 I’ll have a mixture of memories. I wish we could have done more. I sometimes feel an endless need to do more, to achieve more. Just enjoying time with the family is what counts. And noticing things like this butterfly on a flower.



















