This is the height of the summer season. The days are the hottest of the summer and the Civic Holiday long weekend marks the half way point from the traditional end of one school year and beginning of another. It is kind of a bittersweet holiday for many because it’s often lots of fun but also a reminder that summer is downhill from here.
I’ve had a lot of summer memories this week too. The father of the guy I dated during high school died and it sparked some thought about all the wonderful hours I had spent at their cottage, on their sail boat, water skiing behind the speed boat, and dancing at the Summer Garden. It was a wonderful time but always about Civic Holiday weekend we felt some pressure to pack lots of things into the next four weeks because it was almost over. Labour Day he would have to go back to his home for the winter.
The same sort of urgency begins in my adult life too although now it has to do more with preparing for work in the fall, for courses I’m taking and beginning to clip things in the garden that are dying off. The fern are beginning to brown and the hosta flowers have to be cut.
The one great thing about the beginning of August is I am likely to get out of the house a little more. Except for two funerals I had to leave town for and some running people around to appointments I have seldom ventured more than 50 feet from the air conditioning.
It’s a good thing it’s cooler in August or the canning and freezing would never get done. The tomatoes are beginning to ripen, a few beans survived the ravenous rabbits and the dill is ready to use with the cucumbers. The harvest is beginning and there is work to do to prepare for winter.
I’m going with friends to celebrate this weekend by listening to some good old fashioned music and I may take a wander through the Lynn River Festival in the Park to look for a bargain or two. I have to go to another memorial service but that is good too because I’ll get to spend time with some people who I’ve known all my life. There is a Christening to attend on Sunday for a little boy who my cousin’s daughter named after my son. A real blessing but more bittersweet.
I’d love to hear what you are doing for this mid summer weekend. I hope it is wonderful for you! Thanks for reading my blog.
PS I’m starting a blog course for the month of August so with any luck this will begin to get better.