How long it always feels like it has been and how earnestly I want to just throw myself into making and sharing with you. Summer to me is the most liminal of times – the cusp of the cold and solid reality. I feel as though I’m immersed in the most dreamlike of walking states and in a blink of an eye, it is gone.
Sometimes, this frightens me because ultimately, our lives are just as fleeting. So, we mustn’t feel bad about allowing the long twilights, steady waves and heat consume our time and thoughts.
This summer has been very pleasant! We have had both heat and rain. Lightning and thunder, red skies at night and so much growth despite the cold beginning. Jamie and I have already travelled to Nova Scotia and home numerous times this month and he is anticipating a trip to the American South for work. Sadly, my passport won’t be processed by that time so I can keep enjoying the cool Maritime breezes and salty Atlantic.
This summer, we have crossed the strait, visited Halifax, walked the Harbour with ice cream, sat by the ocean, gardened bare foot, read books, had fresh salads, waded through shallow rivers, collected quartz, watched next to nothing on TV, avoid social media, ate pints of Strawberries and bobbed in the waves.
Creatively – I have been very quiet. I feel and hope that I will feel overwhelmed with creativity very soon. That I’m simply garnering all of this energy so that in the colder months I have bouts of making and drawing. I’m trying to disconnect from my social media account as much as possible – use it without really using it, if that makes any sense. I prefer blogging, the connections and honesty that comes with it. The significantly less
Still, I am knitting and drawing – just not as much. Some evenings, I don’t even touch wool because my hands are busy with a book. I’m reading Gone with the Wind right now and am so grateful to Margaret Mitchel for reminding me of how liberating it is to be lost in a good book!
There are still many months of summer left! Months to ripen the garden. Currently, I’m picking greens everyday for a salad and flowers to dry. We are only now beginning to cut the garlic scapes.
The day is still very young and we are going to get out to walk Henry. The trails on PEI in the summer are often deserted due to the draw of sandy beaches. I think I will knit today, walk, collect some herbs and flowers and read to my heart’s content.
Merry Part ❤
“If you have a garden and a library, you have everything you need.” Cicero