When you’re a kid, summer is the most magical time of the year. It beats the falling leaves in September and the beautiful snowy days in December. It even beats your birthday… Okay, maybe not.
When I was growing up, I spent every summer at a day camp. It was a magical place with pottery classes, archery, nature walks, new friends, and more jam sandwiches than you could possibly eat in your lifetime (but we tried our very best). I had the most amazing counsellors and am luckily still in touch with two of them.
One of my counsellors, Anna, was also my Math tutor back in elementary school (and I really needed it!). Now she’s got a family of her own, including her super smart 11-year-old son, Owen. Last week, Anna texted me and said Owen saw some beautiful flowers on a walk and took some photos, and would I share them on my blog? Of course I said yes! I think these are amazing and they really evoke the magic of summertime: that feeling that you have nowhere else in the world that you have to be and nothing else that you have to do. You can spend an afternoon walking in the park, looking at flowers. You can read in your backyard for hours and hours. You can re-watch one of your all-time favourite shows.
Even if now you’re all grown up and summers still mean hard work and dentist appointments and paying rent and buying groceries (okay, buying groceries is tons of fun… and the hard work is too), you can still have that summer feeling. You can still remember being a kid and feeling like this entire season was all yours, ready for you to do what you wanted. I know I’m going to spend the rest of this summer feeling that way.
Photo credit: Owen! Don’t you love these photos?
How did you spend summers as a kid? Did you go to camp? What does summer mean to you now?