Summer 2017

A LETTER FROM THE EDITOR
I’m gonna soak up the sun
I’m gonna tell everyone
To lighten up —Sheryl Crow
’m not going to lie. As I write this, I have summer anthems blasting from my
speakers and I’m working at my desk looking longingly outside. It’s taking all of my resolve to be a grown
up and meet my deadlines. Summer makes me want to be a kid again.
My childhood summers were spent in playing on a carpet of thick green grass in the shade of
sprawling magnolia trees. I was a Mississippi girl. Today, my backyard is the Rocky Mountains. They are
beckoning me to come play.
And my husband isn’t helping anything. He, too, is a kid at heart, so he’s packed our fly rods, mountain
bikes and dirt bikes in our toy hauler. Instead of asking, “Are we there yet?”, he periodically wanders into
my office and asks, “Are you done yet?”
Like so many people, I find myself at the intersection of responsibility and relaxation. While I absolutely
love my job, I crave a respite from technology, stress and the constant demands that come with modern
life. I don’t think I’m alone.
My sanctuary is the outdoors. Again, I don’t think I’m alone.
So here’s the deal. Get yourself outside, soak up the sun (with plenty of SPF 50) and recharge your
batteries. It’s scientifically proven—or at least it should be—that we humans are solar-powered.
As your stress evaporates in a cloud of fun, hold on to that feeling.
Then, when you get home flip through this magazine and find your
special place that allows you to feel like a kid year-round. Life is too short.
to be a grown up all of the time.
Lauret Jarvis
Editor-in-Chief
ljarvis@land.com
Follow me on Instagram—@LAURETLAND
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