Summer Oh Summer, Where Have You Gone?

As we sat outside in the new outdoor amphitheater at church this morning I realized, it’s official, summer is on the way out. You know it’s chilly when Hubby (the one who likes to wear shorts year-round) even has a fleece jacket on.

Now, don’t get me wrong, I love all the seasons of the year. I appreciate the uniqueness that God gave each quarter. Autumn colors are my favorite and I love the beauty of snow-covered mountains and trees in the Winter. Every Spring I enjoy looking for the first flowers to bloom and listening to the birds chirp outside (though most who know me well are aware that I’m also a little afraid of birds. It’s something about the fear of being pecked and ummm…pooped on).

Summer however holds some of my favorite memories from childhood. Summer reminds me of spending endless hours at the stable riding my horse and hanging out with the other barn kids. We would literally ride all day long getting ready for the county and state fairs. Once at fair, we would spend all week at the fairgrounds showing our horses and eating the “let’s see how your intestines ‘fair’ food”. Summers also remind me of water-skiing (next to riding, my favorite sport!) and camping at the lake.


For Hubby, Summer reminds him of riding bikes, building forts, driving tractors, family picnics and picking berries.

OK, so the last one is not such a good memory. Both Hubby and his brother refuse to pick berries to this day as a result. Thankfully Hubby gives me the go ahead to pay a little extra for the “they-pick" blueberries that we now hoard each summer!

Ah, Summer. We can’t wait for the Summers to come when we get to help create fun memories for Little Miss. Teaching her to swim, ride a bike and horse, fish (Daddy is going to have to bait the hook), play catch, raft, BBQ’s with family and friends…oh, the fun times to come!