I am a little sad for various reasons right now, but I do want to gratefully acknowledge that we had a fantastic summer. Angus didn't come home because his job at Tread is super busy in the summer, but he did drive to a college friend's place in Canton, which is right over the border an hour from us, so we hopped over the border for lunch and a hug.
We squished a bunch of people into Mark and Collette's pool for a birthday party.
(brief thunderstorm interlude)
(and back outside)
We squished a similar bunch of people into the screened-in porch at Margot and Michael's cottage.
Tripletting!
Matthew's new girlfriend finally won a game of cribbage after twenty games, and when I took out my phone she completely understood the assignment. Which is important, because somehow none of our kids have gotten the memo that they should consider us old and uncool, and they keep following us around everywhere. Is it for the free food? Quite possibly.
I've gotten more in touch of my mood cycles during the year, but I think I finally nailed down summer. In July we (Eve and I) are calm and intentional and make many Summer Plans: reading in pretty places, museums, dinners, gardening.
Eve missed Lauren, who lived next to her in their student house, so much that we made her come to Ottawa and sleep in the room next door to Eve.
I have a yearly date with my friend Janis where we go downtown to the market, have lunch and wander around and catch each other up on our families. Janis lives about four streets away, so it is a little bit insane that I only see her once a year, but we never miss that once a year.
In August, we start off all smug thinking we still have a whole month of summer left, and then descend into panic that we have less than a month of summer left, make hasty plans that sometimes turn out weird, get briefly depressed, then get kind of excited about the fall
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| Lucy seeking shade under my reading chair outside. I got back from moving Eve Tuesday night and worked Wednesday in two very quiet libraries, getting things ready for the onslaught. Matt is in New Mexico and the house was way too quiet. And now it feels weird that it's not even September yet. My inner calendar is drunk. |
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It all looks like great fun was had! I love that you have a reading chair. Is that bread pudding?!?! I am glad you made it back across that bridge. ..... I am not ready for September so it's good that it's not quite here yet.
I didn't recognize Angus without his beard!!! I'm glad you got to see him.
I want to squish into that pool! That looks super fun.
I misread the part about the cribbage winner - I didn't see that photo right away, and thought "no wait, isn't that Eve?" Because I was looking at the photo above. And because I didn't recognize Angus I started questioning myself. All of this took place in the one second it took before I looked at the actual photo. DOES THIS COMMENT MAKE SENSE, NO IT DOESN'T. I will leave it to you to unravel while I have another coffee and hopefully become a little more mentally alert.
I know- I keep thinking it's already September somehow. MAYBE it's because we've already finished three weeks of school??? Anyway- your summer looks and sounds really fun. I hope you get through the sad phase quickly and start to get "kind of excited" about fall soon!
Ha, yes my internal calendar is drunk as well. HOW is it September???
These excursions all sound so lovely and I love the photos. I also love that you and your friend get together yearly - I think it can be easy to let friendships slip, especially when you don’t cross paths often, and it’s wonderful that you both make the time for one another.
Eve gone, Matt traveling, work restarting - that’s a lot of change all at once, even if it’s good and expected, and I would be feeling off kilter and sad for sure. I hope you settle into a good September rhythm.
It looks like a busy and fun summer. It was nice you got to spend it with Eve.
It's the french toast casserole I always bring to the cottage (and am sort of not welcome without anymore lol)
I actually followed your reasoning at every point, and yeah, it's hard to know whether to caption photos above or below, so totally fair on all point. I love Angus with a beard (I mean I love him with the horrible moustache too, I just really like how he looks with a beard).
I know it's all what you're used to, but school starting in August is so strange to me, although it makes perfect sense from a weather point of view - I think?
The sads only lasted a couple of days, thankfully. <3
Such a gift.
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