Come Back, You Summer Revelers

Tell me, how can it be that my husband wants to go back to the cottage this weekend and take the motorboat out of the water.  As usual, as is my role, I protest.  “No, no, no, it can’t be time to take the boat out.  Summer is hardly over.”

It was only a month ago that we had sixteen people at the cottage, some bedding down on air mattresses or couches, others wondering if they could sleep in the boat, rocking on the water through the night.  And a few weeks after that we had loads of folks again, and in exasperation of emptying the dishwasher another time from meals of fresh buttery corn and juicy burgers and failed popsicles – I declared – “When will this end?”

And then it did.

Come back, you summer revellers.  I don’t want to put the floaties away and stack the outside chairs and tie up the canoe against the rising water of next spring.

Let’s squeeze our eyes shut from the smoky fire and then squint into the night sky at the mid- summer comets.  Let me get mildly upset that someone’s used my beach towel in their impatience to dry off from a swim so that they could slice the last peach in the box, before dribbling it with cream.

I want to not be able to decide between reading my book on the dock (yes, that silly book), and chatting with my visiting kids and their gregarious friends, or trying again to make those popsicles.

Even more so I want to take another solo early morning kayak ride on the lapping lake, watching in awe as the osprey flies over.

And so I wish now, that with each swim I had stayed in the lake even longer, floating on my back, adrift in water that was ever so, never so warm.

16 thoughts on “Come Back, You Summer Revelers

  1. Oh… we’re about to enter Summer and it can’t come quick enough for me. Although I’m sure the season will fly past, like it usually does! I’d like to know how a season with more hours of daylight tends to go faster. One would think it should be the opposite. 🙂

    Thanks for visiting my blog and leaving your comment… it’s always great to hear from another mum with ‘big’ kids. Cheers, Lisa

  2. I want to swim in the lake! It sounds amazing. I want summer back. I’ll rephrase: I want summer. We didn’t get one in England this year…

    • Ours was off to a watery start – rain and more rain and the lake water creeping further up the pathway every morning, and then the skies let go their grip and it was a glorious sunny time that seemed to stretch out ahead of us. But back in Alberta winter looms…

      • Sounds dreamy.. and so does the cottage. Winter’s definitely close here. Heating on tonight, usually sunny walk home from Beaver Scouts in the near dark and camping stuff getting packed away. Enjoy the cosiness!

  3. I live where it is summer year round, so for me I get nostalgic to when I used to live where there are 4 seasons.. Enjoyed this post!!

    • Summer all year – how do you keep up with
      the yard work – at least we get a long, long
      reprieve. And I like to ‘garden’ – seasonally.

  4. Geez Candy, I thought I was melancholy before I read your blog. Now I feel like jumping off a bridge. Never mind, once fall is well and truly underway I always start to revel in its glories. Acceptance just takes time.

      • Yep, you are right. I love a beautiful snowfall, just can’t think of such things right now. Why am I Anynymous? Guess I didn’t sign in or whatever I’m supposed to do.

        Jo-Ann

    • Mums indeed (of course, reading this too quickly – thought you meant moms – standing around and wondering why you needed to curse them – those darn moms.)

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