Written by Karen D. Swim
I am sitting in my office on what could be described as a perfect summer evening. August has arrived and with it the heat that has eluded us all year. The sky is clear and there is a peaceful stillness. Even the bugs seem to be moving at a slower pace in an attempt to conserve their energy.
It is the kind of night that makes you want to just sit back and enjoy friends and family, take a dip in a pool, lake or creek (or “crick” as I heard someone say recently) and laugh until it’s so dark you can’t see your finger in front of your face.
I found myself singing an old Gershwin tune and I wanted to share it with you all. This is the beginning of the end of the summer here, and I hope you take some time to just savor and enjoy.
Summertime,And the livin’ is easyFish are jumpin’And the cotton is highYour daddy’s richAnd your ma is good lookin’So hush little babyDon’t you cryOne of these morningsYou’re going to rise up singingThen you’ll spread your wingsAnd you’ll take to the skyBut till that morningThere ain’t nothing can harm youWith daddy and mamma standing bySummertime,And the livin’ is easyFish are jumpin’And the cotton is highYour daddy’s richAnd your mamma’s good lookin’So hush little babyDon’t you cry