AS much as I wanted to use the post I wrote yesterday for a Bigger Picture Moment, I just couldn’t do it. The prompt for Bigger Picture Moment goes like this: Every Thursday, we come together to share the harvest of intentional living by capturing a glimpse of the bigger picture through a simple moment. Found yours? Join us!
Yesterday’s post was about running away and hiding. Not much intentional living in running away, right? And so I began to think…how do I live intentionally?
I’ve been thinking about summer. Many posts and tweets that I have been reading lately have been lamenting the end of summer–it has flown by, hasn’t it? As I read these end-of-summer writings, I remembered THE LIST.
At the beginning of summer, I wrote out of list of things I wanted to do with the girls. My list has since been lost, but I remember one item I wrote:
HAVE PICNICS WITH PICNIC BASKET
The picnic basket has not left its home in the basement closet. The picnic basket is so cute, so functional…but it has never been used.
Thinking back, we have had a lot of picnics this summer. We picnicked on drives to Des Moines, Iowa. We picnicked on the beach. We picnicked at the playground. We ate on patios and decks.
Just this past Tuesday, I called Ed up at work. “Let’s meet at the roller slide park for a picnic,” I said. (Our names for parks are dictated by the girls’ favorite feature; there’s the boat park, the pool park, the roller slide park…you get the idea.)
And so for dinner we had fried chicken from the Jewel and plenty of playtime with Lily and Emmy.
Simple, spontaneous, and fun. Spending summer time with our daughters. Intentional living? I think so.
And just the kind of ending a summer should have.