For us Washingtonians, we seem to have a love hate relationship with the summer season. As we sit in our living rooms comforted by a roaring fire at night watching the nightly news and seeing images of people from the East Coast and mid West walking about in their tank tops and flip flops. The news anchor with their nightly chatter of "it's going to be another scorcher out there" as they warn the audience of the following day's forecast of "lots of sun with high temps into the mid 80's.
I step out of the house only to feel a chill in the air. "I love the feeling of crisp air". Saying out loud to psyche myself into forgetting about the warm summer everywhere but here. As I look out into the night sky, I couldn't help but think of the many things we will do once summer finally gets to Washington. The many festivals and fairs we could attend. Nightly outdoor movies in different towns, outdoor music concerts, garage sales and wine tasting. Boating with my sisters, kayaking with the kids, an afternoon of doing absolutely nothing but lounging on the beach with my hubby, catching up on my novels as the kids ride their bikes to the nearby park.
Until then, the light sweater, socks and shoes and my commitments to meet my sisters at a local restaurant indoor for happy hour, will just have to do for now.
Going back into the house, feeling the warm fire emanating from the fireplace in the corner, I can't
help but feel envious of the warm summer everyone is having.
Now, it's almost the end of summer. Our summer feels like it began in mid-July and here it is end of August and my family is preparing for summer's end. The kids in denial of it all, doesn't want summer to end.
So for our last hoorah, our extended family all make a trek to this beautiful place located in Hood Canal. A place where we plan on making our home for a weekend on a yearly basis. A place with a promise of laughter, good food, fun, lots of love and unlimited supply of oysters!
