"Slow down, you move too fast, you've got to make the morning last, just kickin' down the cobble-stones, lookin' for fun and feelin' groovy'
Simon and Garfunkel said it best! We live in a fast moving society and since our summers are so short, isn't it wonderful when we can slow down and enjoy this beautiful weather?
In Italy, a ritual called La Passeggiata happens most nights; it is the art of taking a walk in the evening. THINK slow, walk, strolling, arm in arm and being very present and very in the moment. It was a ritual featured in Godfather 1 where Michael Corleone first noticed his wife to be, strolling with other ladies in the piazza. There is an art to this and is something we don't do here often enough, but I do notice that since I am in a really kid and dog friendly area (much like the Beaches/Riverdale and Bloor West Village), people come out at night to stroll to Bayview or Mt. Pleasant, with their familes and/or dogs and enjoy walking through the little parkettes or picking up a gelato on either street. Slow living.
One mystifying thing that happened in the aftermath of Rob's death was I could not focus on reading...the words were a big, old blur, so much so that I stopped going to my beloved choir practices and watched from the sidelines their wonderful performance. Since I now have my reading ability back, I am like a thirsty person, drinking book after book, and looking for more! I discovered a second hand book store, ironically across from Chapters/Indigo at Yonge and Eglinton, and they have an excellent assortment of books from 1-5$. This place is loaded! I also received my Rogers cable bill this month and it has broken the 400$ mark (for 3 months of cable and internet). I'm finding television to be tedious and most things in the summer are a repeat so....books, beware! I'm coming for you! The library is also a good source if anyone is experience the same obsession...
And of course, now that the rain Gods have given us a brief but necessary reprive, my garden paradise is a big, ole' mess! Overgrown to the point where I need someone to help me out! There is an old timer in my neighbourhood who cuts grass; I've had him come over to my backyard for a number of years now. Even though the bushes and trees are overgrown, it always looks so pretty after he is finished mowing and triming the edges.
Did you know that if you cook chicken wings really slowly on the barbeque, it will taste exactly like they have been deep fried? I found this out from a neighbour when we were in a hydro blackout a number of years ago. The only thing we could use was our gas stove and barbeque. It was hot sleeping at night, but brought us back to a slower time of functioning.
Slow living, slow eating, daydreaming on an outside lounger and reading a book...it doesn't get much better than that!