With intentions to cultivate a slow and intentional summer, I found myself on the other end, feeling slightly overwhelmed with a full calendar. Many of the season’s rituals were missed and while we had some great days, everything just moved too quickly. Maybe my word for next summer will be “savor.” This year it felt more like I treading water opposed to sipping it with a straw on a beach chair. I’m sharing my takeaways and what I plan to implement next summer in order to truly squeeze the most out of my favorite 3 months.