Summer is my favorite season. Shortly after Christmas is past, I start wishing for warmer temperatures. Or at least sunny skies.
I have a cousin who would happily leave his Christmas tree up year-round. If there was a symbol for summer, I’d set that baby up and move it to more prominent positions as temperatures dropped.
Seriously. The only good thing about winter is Christmas. I learned that fact in The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe by C.S. Lewis. Narnia was cursed by the White Witch. How?
It was always winter, but never Christmas.
This entire year has sped by already but summer seemed in constant fast-forward. Can you believe this is the last day of the eighth month of 2017? Tomorrow is the ninth month.
Worst of all, the ninth month will bring the end of summer.
The weather man is predicting warm, sunny days for a few weeks still. But when the sun goes down, the heat goes away.
No more sitting out on the patio in the evening to chill. Unless you want to pull on warm socks, long pants and a sweatshirt. No more s’mores roasting.
Of course, it also means no more air-conditioned house 24/7. Once the temperature drops, you can switch the AC off and throw open the windows.
My husband has already started doing this.
Here’s a recap of my summer:
Writing like a whirlwind in Vancouver, BC
Querying agents at a brand new conference
Choosing a title for the nonfiction I was querying
Getting selected to write Christian romance in a new Kindle World
Installing a water feature in the back yard
Releasing the second book in my Virtual Match Romance series
Barbecuing with the family on the patio
Writing the Christian romance story
Meeting new writers to beta read this new genre
Attending Oregon Christian Writer’s Conference
Making writer friends at the conference
Enjoying a total eclipse of the sun with family
Spending eclipse day with the birthday boy
A quick retreat at my sister’s beach house
Lots of reading in the evenings (but boy did my crocheting suffer)
It doesn’t seem like much when written in a list like this. But it filled three sunny months and made them whip by.
My favorite memory from this summer is that it didn’t rain. Only a couple of days were cloudy. After nine months of endless downpours, I needed this three-month reprieve.
Am I ready for the rainy season? Never.
What’s your favorite memory from this summer? Include a picture if my comment section allows it (or jet over to my FB page where you can surely post one in the comments on the post announcing this blog).
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