Beckon and linger--the two words which best describe these long, laid-back summer evenings.
After the heat of the day has receded and the sun's brilliance has diminished to a gorgeous temperance, the outdoors beckons to me to leave the supper dishes and leave the laundry piles and leave the homeschool planning and leave whatever else needs done inside and come out into the open air. It's nearly impossible for me to say no.
Some evenings I am practical and motivated, donning a pair of old dirty garden gloves and tackling weeds in the flowerbed while Benjamin sits in his stroller and watches, occasionally being given strolls up and down the driveway by one of his siblings or a neighbor.
Other evenings are for swinging, with Benjamin in his swing and me on the one beside him, or perhaps with Jeff, Benjamin, and I together on the bench swing.
Many evenings are for watching the children play together as the evening light slants across the yard, their imaginations creating roads and houses and gas stations and adventures.
And of course, one of my very favorite things to do in the evenings is take faithful Jed for a walk, up and over the hill of our neighbor's lane.
Usually I give in to them.
Soon enough, the evenings will be chilly enough that we won't want to be outside so much. Soon enough, we'll spend them in the cozy living room, warmed by our trusty woodstove. There is joy in that.
But for now, oh the joy I receive from lingering outside as evening turns to night!