The Fourth of July is the summit of summer — the peak that divides the season’s rise from the season’s slow decline. There is still a good bit of summer left. But with the passage of Independence Day from the calendar, the momentum of the season has shifted almost perceptibly, the natural inertia of the year now pushing us, with greater gravity, toward back-to-school sales, the closing of public swimming pools, the return to campus and somewhere — almost visible on the horizon — football season.
We’re not there, yet, we know. The days remain long and hot, the grass grows relentlessly, and the kids retain their sense of liberation, clinging to a freedom that, while finite, won’t be compromised by the school bell for a while.
Even so, July plods along sun-baked sidewalks toward August, and experience tells us that the older we get, the more quickly summers seem to slip from our grasp.
So, consider this a friendly reminder. Enjoy summer while you can. Meet your seasonal quota of snowballs, evening swims, sand castles and paperback novels.
There’s an intensity to summer in Louisiana that suggests it will last forever. But it won’t, which is probably for the best among those of us who like the cooling winds of autumn, too.