I had to conjure summer while in the throes of late autumn.
It was time for the annual PABA calendar. A collaoration of over a dozen local artists here in Rochester, NY as a fundraiser for the Printing and Book Arts Center at the Genesee Center for Arts and Education.
All I had to do was think about this past July for a few minutes and then it all came back to me. We had rather impulsively decided to put our house on the market a good eight months before we planned to, and we were in the middle of a heat wave. Recalling the blistering work trying to prepare our house for the market, then I remembered the sprinkler....
I have a 2-year-old and everyday I have the pleasure of seeing the world through his big browns. This July was particularly hot and dry where we live, and despite having the coolest blow-up kiddie pool this side of the Genesee River, my little tot's preferred method of fun and cooling off was via sprinkler. He'd pick it up and spray me, the house or anything else he thought needed some wet relief. The only green in our lawn was the patch where the sprinkler was. Blooms of every color were possible thanks to the times I could get it out of his sweet dimpled hands and into the garden. It was a thrill watching my toddler squeal with delight as he darted through the spray, it brought relief from the heat and created explosions of summer color all around us. That sprinkler was our July fireworks.
Gosh, I love that sprinkler.
Postscript: All that work was worth it, we are moving in 6 days. A pretty fast turn around from thinkging about selling to actually selling, buying and moving -- 4.5 months. We'll be celebrating the holidays in our new home, yay!
