“Every day was a perfect day and every night was peaceful.”
E.B. White’s lovely words from Charlotte’s Web warmly emerge from my
being, today and often during the summer.
Ever since my son Max began working through his summers, I
have found it difficult to plan a family summer vacation, and I am not
interested in traveling anywhere without my children, yet. The first two
summers that he worked away from home and for a wage, he was able to leave work
one week before school started. Unfortunately, we didn’t know that until then.
We did take some last minute, very cool teen inspired eco trips, highlinging
and ziplining, camping and always throwing in a stage production, or two.
This morning, as every morning, and while enjoying my beyond
fair trade, dark roast, full-bodied and richly aromatic Thai coffee, on the
verandah, it occurred to me that my favourite summer resort is right here in our
yard. With a well-used fire pit for evening relaxation and pleasure, surrounded
by a variety of mature trees that Brent’s mom and dad established, a hot tub
for cooler evenings underneath the stars, scattered and wild perennial beds
that fill my life with mostly green, the colour with which I am so drawn to, an
outside area where I can always find a spot free of the elements, Max’s zipline
and Jillian’s basketball court and with my babies that are not so much babies
anymore, coming and going…
My summer life is complete.
As Jillian and I spend time touring around to different
Universities, and I am aware of the reality that she too will be gone from here
soon, I find myself spilling over in gratefulness for the life that we have
created. Do I want to keep creating this as my favourite summer resort? Maybe,
but maybe not. What I do know is that it is perfect right here, right now.
I invite you to share with me, where it is that you find
yourself during the summer? Where is your favourite summer resort?
~ Ellyn
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| A walk back to the hot tub where perennials are on top of perennials and softly clean soil meets green... |
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