Savoring Summer

Savoring Summer . . . by Sharon Sheppard

Scents of wild roses and smoke from campfires…

Sounds of waves lapping against the shore of a northern lake…

The wonderful sensation of beach sand oozing between your toes…

My brother Paul and I recently compared notes on some of our favorite childhood memories of sensory details from our growing up years in northern Minnesota:

His favorites:

Digging angleworms for fishing, and catching bullheads at Rocky Dock on Pine Mountain Lake

Catching lightning bugs to keep in Mason jars

Watching ants on ant hills

Listening to the cry of loons on the lake at night

Watching flocks of redwing blackbirds in willow bushes

Adding salt to the ice and hand-cranking the freezer to make homemade ice cream

Inhaling the aroma from bouquets of home-grown flowers adorning the altar of our small church—lilacs, crab apple blossoms, irises . . .

Tasting cold watermelon and the first radishes fresh from the garden

Setting lit firecrackers under tin cans on the 4th of July

Savoring the fragrance of our mother’s homemade bread fresh from the oven (at any time of year)

My favorites:

OK, so my brother took all of the good ones…

(He can have the angleworms, ant hills, and noisy firecrackers.)

Here are some of mine:

Full moons over the lake on warm summer nights

Dainty wildflowers: violets, mayflowers, bluebells, and honeysuckles

Blueberry pie—hot from the oven–with flaky crust and berries fresh from the woods

Sunsets and rainbows

Corn on the cob dripping with butter

The sound of crickets singing in the evening

Deep-fried walleye fresh from the lake

Sunsets and rainbows

Slightly charred hotdogs fresh from the campfire

The smell of pine boughs

 

*And one of my all-time favorite summer memories is from the second date I had with the man I was to marry:  Canoeing on a pristine lake on a perfect June day and picking waterlilies . . .

 

So rather than allowing this summer to go by in a blur,

Let’s SAVOR special moments…

 

 

 

 

Canoeing on a pristine lake and picking waterlilies

 

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