Summer Days

Summer Days

When you’re a child summer days seems to last forever. My son and I were just reflecting on how quickly time goes by now compared to when we were children. We both remember our childhood summers as endless, weeks and weeks filled with sun and play.  


Summer brings back such joy and holds so many memories.


I love the sun, the heat, the trees, flowers and plants. I like sitting in my garden and having a coffee and a chat.



We usually spend several weeks at our cottage in Thessalon during the summer. Thessalon is a small town in Northern Ontario located off Highway 17 and about an hour from Sault Ste. Marie. The Thessalon river runs through the town and into Lake Huron. I know I say this a lot but if you have not seen the Great Lakes, seeing them should be on your bucket list. They are astonishingly majestic.




Being in Northern Ontario and at our cottage is idyllic to me. I love being there in any season but summer means coffee on the dock with my feet dangling in the lake while listening to the birds.


I use an amazing app on my phone called Merlin to identify the names of the bird songs that fill my mornings and my summer strolls. I can now recognize a few of the frequent flyers such as the blue jays, chickadees, red-breasted nuthatches and white-throated sparrows.


It isn’t that I do much of anything and what a luxury that is, most days are filled with long walks, eating ice cream, picking wildflowers, painting, reading, and visiting friends but it is a time to catch up on what is important and a time to reconnect with nature without the hustle and bustle of the daily grind.


This year, I am determined to take reference photos of the wildflowers I see while on my walks and hikes. I want to start a small series.



I found this beautiful poem online by author Gaby Comprés that held my heart the other day. Nothing cheers me more that seeing wildflowers.



let's be wildflowers,
let our souls be scattered by the wind.
let us grow, wild and free,
tall and brave,
in the places that we dream,
in the places where our longings
are filled.
let us grow between the cracks
of brokenness,
and we will make everything beautiful.


Enjoy your summers!

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