August holds many different meanings for me as I assume it does for others. When I was a little kid, it meant vacation time because that is when my dad always took his vacation at work. I really never understood that because it was the hottest time of the year. He would do a lot of work around the house, painting the gutters and eves, cleaning windows, all that outdoorsy stuff that needed to be done. We would occasionally throw in a short trip or visit to the museums, but I what I remember mostly is that it was HOT!
So, here we are again, the dog days of summer. Now August holds a different meaning to me. It means back to school time! Once I see the back to school supplies come out I run down the isle and go look at all the lovely school supplies. My kids roll their eyes and pretend they don’t know me, except for the youngest one, she is still young enough to admit to being mine.
Whatever August means to you, whether it’s the end of something or a beginning of a new thing, I hope it is a pleasant time for you.
Have a great week!