Summertime

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To my great regret, I no longer know how to be lazy, and summer is no fun without sloth. Indolence requires patience—to lie in the sun, for instance, day after day—and I have none left. When I could, it was bliss. I lived like the old Greeks, who knew nothing of hours, minutes, and seconds. No wonder they did so much thinking back then.

~ Charles Simic: ‘Summertime’, The New York Review of Books


Notes: Quotes – Thank you Beth @ Alive on all Channels. Photo – Your Eyes Blaze Out

12 thoughts on “Summertime

  1. I’ve been a workaholic most of my life and even now at 72. My fondest memories are of long summer days with nothing I had to do, of being out in nature for every breeze and birdsong. We’d all be happier and healthier if we weren’t always striving. And for what?

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  2. I think “lazy” gets a bum rap. We’ve turned it into something negative, an accusation, a judgment. I like to think of it as slowing down, relishing the sensuous. Makes me think of Elizabeth Taylor & Paul Newman in”Cat on a Hot Tin Roof.”

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