Ah – Summertime – Sweet, Sweet Summertime.
It’s June 23rd. The days are long but we’ve past the very longest day of the year – which might make me melancholy – accept I’m forever mindful of that schools out schedule, and so feel that summer stretches before us still, in all it’s short sweet Canadian glory.
The apple blossoms have faded but the peonies are still blossoming and hanging their lovely heavy heads.
It’s disheartening to know they will droop and scatter their generous petals soon but in a few days the garden vegetables will be ready and my favorite – the raspberries – will follow.
One of my earliest memories is of picking raspberries beside my grandmother in a magical patch of juicy red sweetness that absolutely enveloped me.
And there will be days and nights at the lake – kayak and canoe trips sliding over the still water, swims at sunset and campfires after dusk.
Evenings with family or friends gathered around an outside table slurping up the sweetness of peaches and cream listening for the call of a loon on the lake and seeing flashes of fireworks on another shore.
So the longest day has come and gone but summer is only just begun …