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\n<\/span>\"\"<\/span><\/span>The other day one of my favorite fellow bloggers, Lindsey at A Design So Vast<\/a>,\u00a0wrote a lovely end-of-summer post.\u00a0 Reading her elegiac reflections made me realize that I wasn\u2019t quite there yet myself; I\u2019m having some trouble\u00a0 acknowledging this change of season,\u00a0 acquiescing to yet another ending. \u00a0 You can see it in my half-there-half-here outfit this morning:\u00a0 as I type these words I\u2019m wearing flip flops and a wool sweater, trying to have it both ways.\u00a0 I keep looking at my bathing suit, tossed on the edge of the bath tub:\u00a0 if I don\u2019t put it away, maybe I\u2019ll take one more swim in the pond before the water gets too cold.\u00a0 I was tempted by rust-colored chrysanthemums in pots at the farmer\u2019s market on Wednesday, but here at home my pink petunias and impatiens are still blooming, alongside the fading hydrangeas and spent sunflowers; I keep watering, deadheading, prolonging.\u00a0 There are local peaches in my refrigerator, a row of Brandywines on the window sill, the season\u2019s first Paula Reds in a bowl:\u00a0 summer and fall all mixed together, gloriously abundant.\u00a0 I savor every bite. Yesterday I sat outside in the sunshine and ate tomatoes from my neighbor\u2019s garden for lunch; by evening, we\u2019d cranked the windows all shut and were glad to have hot corn chowder for dinner.\u00a0 One son left for school on Tuesday, but one is still sound asleep upstairs on this weekday morning.\u00a0 As long as it\u2019s still summer vacation for him, I can pretend it\u2019s summer for me, too.<\/p>\n

And yet.\u00a0 If I have learned anything at all these last couple of months, it is that I am still learning how to let go, still caught so often between my wish to stop time in its tracks and my longing to accept with more grace the transience of all things.\u00a0 In New Hampshire, summer\u2019s end always catches me off-guard, so swiftly do the lush ferns along the stone walls crumple into brittle brown tangles, so suddenly do the evenings turn from balmy to brisk.\u00a0 Next week, Jack, too, will be back in school, and my bathing suit will surely be back in the drawer.\u00a0 My own days will feel different then: shorter,\u00a0 busier, and — I have to admit this — lonelier.\u00a0 It\u2019s still cool now, the temperature hovering right around 60; just too cold for that swim I\u2019ve been so determined to have.\u00a0 Jack has promised to take a hike with me, though.\u00a0 I\u2019m going to make him some pancakes, help him pack up his stuff, give him the car later to go visit a friend, settle in with Steve tonight to watch the semifinals of the U.S. Open.\u00a0 And then tomorrow, I promise, I\u2019m going to release my grip and let summer go.\u00a0 It\u2019s been good.\u00a0 It\u2019s over.\u00a0 It\u2019s okay.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

The other day one of my favorite fellow bloggers, Lindsey at A Design So Vast,\u00a0wrote a lovely end-of-summer post.\u00a0 Reading her elegiac reflections made me realize that I wasn\u2019t quite there yet myself; I\u2019m having some trouble\u00a0 acknowledging this change of season,\u00a0 acquiescing to yet another ending. \u00a0 You can see it in my half-there-half-here […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":15183,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"nf_dc_page":"","om_disable_all_campaigns":false,"_monsterinsights_skip_tracking":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_active":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_note":"","_monsterinsights_sitenote_category":0,"_genesis_hide_title":false,"_genesis_hide_breadcrumbs":false,"_genesis_hide_singular_image":false,"_genesis_hide_footer_widgets":false,"_genesis_custom_body_class":"","_genesis_custom_post_class":"","_genesis_layout":"","_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[17,33,35,8,14],"tags":[54,165,226,263,266],"class_list":{"0":"post-212","1":"post","2":"type-post","3":"status-publish","4":"format-standard","5":"has-post-thumbnail","7":"category-acceptance","8":"category-impermanence-soul-work","9":"category-letting-go","10":"category-parenting","11":"category-soul-work","12":"tag-a-design-so-vast","13":"tag-end-of-summer","14":"tag-impermanence","15":"tag-letting-go-2","16":"tag-lindsey-mead","17":"entry"},"jetpack_featured_media_url":"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/katrinakenison.com\/new\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/10\/600x600.png?fit=600%2C600","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/katrinakenison.com\/new\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/212","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/katrinakenison.com\/new\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/katrinakenison.com\/new\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/katrinakenison.com\/new\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/katrinakenison.com\/new\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=212"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/katrinakenison.com\/new\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/212\/revisions"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/katrinakenison.com\/new\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/15183"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/katrinakenison.com\/new\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=212"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/katrinakenison.com\/new\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=212"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/katrinakenison.com\/new\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=212"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}