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Day Forty-eight: Half way through summer and still waiting for it to arrive.

Technically, yesterday marked the half-way point of summer. We spent the day in Oregon City—where it was warm and sultry and exactly what you expect of Summer, with a capital S. I was hot and sticky and all-around uncomfortable—and happy being so. I spent the day secretly wishing I could just go running! The sunshine and warmth feed my delusions and range of motion. That’s not a bad thing.

We came home to this perpetual cold and mist and everything I’ve begun to dread. I wouldn’t mind the gray so much, I think (or I’m in denial!), if it wasn’t also wet and on the cold side of things. I had forgotten how good sunshine feels. Or maybe, how good I feel in the  sunshine. Gone was the tight ache in my joints that I consider a constant companion. No amount of hot tea changes the fact that I feel my body and it’s limitations in the cold.

So! We got a dose of summer yesterday. Bureaucracy compelled our road-trip. Oregon is fairly hands-off with homeschoolers. However, they do require that we have our children tested in benchmark years. We’re not cut out to be law breakers and Boy Wonder technically finished 8th grade so it was time to sit for these exams. He was anxious, but did surprisingly well for a kid who wasn’t prepped. I’m no fan of state testing (or any testing or grades, but that’s another post!)  and the “passing” requirement is such a joke—he had to have a composite score above the 15th percentile. No, you read that correctly! Needless to say, we weren’t worried. It was just a hoop to jump through, and jump we did. With a little finesse, a little fear, but a whole lot of fun!

Oregon City was a surprise. Who knew they had the only out-door elevator in the country? We spent the afternoon exploring the city and  soaking up the sun before heading home. And it seemed fitting to spend the 47th day of summer recharging our solar batteries. Considering, we’re still waiting for summer to arrive out here on the edge of the world.