i am a summer girl. i love being warm, the sunshine on my face, wearing flip flops and tank tops and shorts and flowy skirts. i love eating from the garden – a tomato, hot off the vine, is one of the most delicious things i can think of. i love playing outside with my boys and canning the bounty from our kitchen garden. i love grilled food. i love going to the river by our house, watching the 4th of july fireworks, camping and just everything about summer.
this morning, i woke up and had to put on a sweater. there was a definite fall chill in the air. i’m seeing pumpkin lattes advertised, kids are returning to school, and it’s already september. i am not ready to let go of summer just yet, so i will not be jumping on the autumn bandwagon just yet. i mean, the first day of fall isn’t until the 23rd, so i’m going to give summer every last bit of my attention.
christopher and i rearranged the boys’ room to give them a new perspective as the season closes. i like the way their beds are arranged now. they like them too. they are so grown up. it seems like this summer has been pivotal in their development. i deep cleaned the living room and moved some things around there too. it seems to maximize the sunlight now and the room seems bigger.
last week i canned 25 pounds of tomatoes and have a dozen pints of whole tomatoes to use throughout the winter. i have pizza sauce and some puree to use as i cook up the warming, comfort foods that sustain us through autumn and winter. i have tomatillos to turn into salsa verde and put up for winter.
the days are still warm and the breeze is cool, so we have been soaking up every moment outside. i always get a little melancholy this time of year because i know our cold, grey winters are just right around the corner. i know we won’t be able to play outside in our bare feet every day much longer. i know that harry and i will start to feel that winter depression and we will stand in front of the window basking in every ray of sun that so rarely pokes out through the clouds during the winter in the pacific northwest.
so, i am keeping a summer frame of mind as long as i can. i will go get another floral tattoo to remind me of late-summer harvest: a hop vine to complement the grapevine i already have. and then, maybe in a year or two, i’ll get a forearm full of ripe summer veggies. i won’t put away my tank tops and shorts and sandals. i will bask in as much sunlight as i can. i will relish the cool breezes on my face and the joyful squeals of the boys as they play in the yard. i will harvest the garden, till it under and tuck it under a blanket of mulch to nourish it for next spring. i will put up the harvest for the winter and then i will finally settle into fall, but not until i’m ready and the last warm wisps of the summer slip away.
enjoy the last of summer, my lovies.