This prompt begins with a magical song by George Gershwin, the first thing which comes to my mind when I think about summertime:
George Gershwin, Summertime
Summertime,
And the livin’ is easy
Fish are jumpin’
And the cotton is high
Your daddy’s rich
And your mamma’s good lookin’
So hush little baby
Don’t you cry
One of these mornings
You’re going to rise up singing
Then you’ll spread your wings
And you’ll take to the sky
But till that morning
There’s a’nothing can harm you
With daddy and mamma standing by
Summertime,
And the livin’ is easy
Fish are jumpin’
And the cotton is high
Your daddy’s rich
And your mamma’s good lookin’
So hush little baby
Don’t you cry
Gershwin’s summer is laid-back and tranquil. The summertime scene is so comforting, as a matter of fact, that it is used as a calming lullaby. Needless to say this song portrays much more than what is on its surface, but still it uses the summertime as the epitome of peace of mind and relaxation.
The warm weather evokes special emotions. It brings a promise of recreation and of taking time off the daily routine and into togetherness. The children are out of their schools. The parents are taking their yearly vacations and everyone seems to be on hiatus at a certain point during the summer.
Summer can be rainy in some places and smoldering hot in others, but it always brings along with it a shimmer of leisure and pleasure, entwined.
This week’s journaling prompt is all about the summertime. What does it mean to you? Please share your thoughts by leaving a comment to this post or link to your blog.
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Summertime means that I’m going to bake and sweat and generally take off pounds.
It also generally means gardening and outdoor projects, which I look forward to.
But the best thing about summer is the fresh produce!
Thanks for sharing, Roxie.
It is interesting to find out how different summertime is to each one.
It means time outside, grilling, swimming, gardening, exploring and soaking up the sunshine. It means short naps in the hammock and reading books with my son on the porch swing. It’s lemonade and honey bees and it doesn’t last long enough.
Let’s go for the short (maybe not-so-short) nap in the hammock!