This summer I have a wonderland out my back door.
Perhaps one day I’ll want to take a summer vacation, but I can’t fathom I’ll need it. (perhaps in January and February when the overcast has trapped me in a cloud cave, yes, but summer? don’t know why).
I’ve got leisurely mornings with my cup of coffee and the book I’m working on. I’ve got yummy lunches to prepare with my girls. I’ve got a canoe, new hikes to discover, and a garden rake and shovel to hardscape my mountain acreage. I’ve got so many things to do.
First summer in our new home, and I’m occupying my time:
- Landscape planning and hardscaping. Because I’ve been paper planning this aspect of our new house for years, I have it completed overnight. Well, mentally completed. Turns out much time is required to build walkways and garden beds, raised stone vegetable beds and finding amendments for my new soil. And the actual plants I want to plant.
- Kids activities. Finagling plastic string on long bamboo poles and learning to fish off the neighbourhood island. Learning to dribble a soccer ball. Floating down the Kootenay River on a blue plastic dolphin. Sleepovers for the kiddos and their friends. More opportunities for babysitting and fewer requests for summer camps. (My daughter asked if I stared drinking coffee when I had kids. She said she drinks coffee all day long to stay alert for her babysitting job).
- Sleeping under the stars. We have the coolest tent from Valhalla. I can see the stars through the mesh ceiling each night. I’ve got the door opening facing the lake to watch the sun set behind Queen Elizabeth mountain. I can listen to the birds wake at 3:45 (though I ignore them and go back to sleep) and wake with my rhythms not the sunshine (thank you eyeblind).
- Houseguests. I feel blessed to live in a peaceful place, with all the conveniences decorated in a style that reflects me. And I am thrilled to share that with others. I’m planning to build our homestead up to a small farm and offer it in the agritourism business, eventually. Bed and breakfast anyone? My husband teases, maybe bed and brunch.
- Playing with new drinks and meal repertoires. Put away the hearty hot soups and toe-warming gin. I’m trying my hand at food processing ice and fruit with a sprinkle of sugar, lime juice, sprite and tequila: margaritas. And mixing nice red wines with frozen fruits and sparkling beverages: sangrias. Freedom from schedules to experiment with foods found in my daughter’s Living subscription. Martha knows how to make food.
Sometimes simple summers are the best. What are you up to this summer?
“And so with the sunshine and the great bursts of leaves growing on the trees, just as things grow in fast movies, I had that familiar conviction that life was beginning over again with the summer.” F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby