As I sit quietly with my morning coffee, sunlight is streaming through the kitchen window. It’s summer sunshine and the first full day of the season in which we place so many hopes.
We make plans for places we’ll go, day trips we’ll take, visits we’ll make to friends and their cottages, books we’ll read, deck barbeques we’ll plan, beaches we’ll walk, hikes we’ll take…. And the list could go on.
How much can one squeeze into one short season? How much time will we give ourselves to be at home or at the cottage and just BE in that space, in that place, and allow ourselves to enjoy the greenery of the yard, the flowers on the deck?
So while my mental to-do list is long, it is made of similar plans that I made last year and the year previous. My season will be a success if I accomplish time, time to be, to relax at home and enjoy the greens and the breezes provided by the beautiful Bay of Fundy.
No matter where you live, may your summer be good for you.
Summer days means that most of our living happens outdoors. We are much less inclined to hunker down for a marathon of TV viewing. Instead we cook outdoors, tinker around the yard, work at our vegetable and flower gardens, wash the car and relax for a reprieve under a shady tree. We are outside enjoying our property, the beach, our neighbourhood.
Good neighbours are a blessing and we are truly among the blessed. Positive relationships are everywhere. People are friendly and help one another, keeping an eye out for the elderly and the young. On our quiet street, we sometimes casually gather and chat while children play. We laugh and call these our street meetings as we catch up on our news and enjoy the talents of the young ones playing around us.
It’s much the same for our beach neighbourhood. We are not alone but among people we can count on when a need arises.
And yes, as in days of old, we do go between houses occasionally to borrow an egg or a cup of sugar.
Maritime Summer belongs to
water and lighthouses
boats and cottages
sand under feet
tracked through the house
wet towels hanging in sunshine to dry
geraniums waving their red flags
sweet carrots on the dinner plate
harbours filled with visitors
and music playing in the background
You’ve been calling us,
Tempting us with your salt,
Your salty breezes,
Your gentle waves,
But most of all,
You’re bidding us to
Slow down and enjoy
The warm weather offering.
We answer your call.
Things are changing. The fall equinox is already upon us but the calendar is not our only reminder. Most of the garden has been harvested, we’ve already had frost! On our way out the door, there is a tendency to grab a sweater or jacket and I don’t mind the heat generated in the kitchen when using the oven. Despite intentions to be resolute about not turning on the furnace yet, we’ve caved a few times. Last week I even went shopping for cinnamon scented candles. These are the household signs of dropping temperatures, preparing us for autumn.
We also bid a summer farewell to the beach this week. We’ll stay again in autumn but another season changes the beach experience, fewer people, more seagulls, Canada Geese come by. The enjoyment of the vista requires bundling against the salty breezes.
And so we go forward, images of summer once again tucked into the memory file, towards hopefully a beautiful fall season.