Summer Memories

The weather is changing.

We’re digging out jeans and hoodies.

Math books replace video games.

IMG_20140909_123306_896Suddenly fall is here – the apples and pumpkins and pears are ripe.

But wait a minute! Where did summer go?

What happened to all those amazing blog posts that were floating in my head but never quite got written?

Like the one when Pedro and his sweetie went to the amusement park and he was so twitterpated that he forgot to secure his almost new iphone.

10155233_10204207406334835_52607616920929299_nThey found it in several pieces under the Tornado roller coaster.

That was a costly mistake.

Or the amazing posts about all my garden produce.

Green beans. Zucchini. Yellow squash. Cucumbers. Sweet corn. Melons. Tomatoes. Peppers. Kohlrabi. Lettuce. Radish. Broccoli.

And the one about my flower garden. Yes – I have a flower garden! With beautiful flowers that make my heart happy.

IMG_20140909_132032_352An actual garden – not just planters. And the sweetest rain gauge ever.

But those posts never got written.

And now summer is over.

Gone in a whirlwind of work and play.

Loads of laundry on the line.

Yummy meals on the grill.

Miles of lawn mowing.

997045_699086316851761_7600441534126401443_nAdventures with friends.

Hours in the garden, planting, weeding and harvesting.

Making memories with family.

County Fair then State Fair.

Hundreds of jalapeno poppers.

Good books on a hot summer afternoon.

But I blinked and it’s over.

Gone in a heart beat.

Packed to the brim and running over.

But it was all good, my friends. Really, really good.

Last Hurrah of Summer

We had one last hurrah of summer over Labor Day weekend.

One last weekend together with my family before the activities of the fall sucked us into it’s whirlpool.

10653704_699084826851910_2769751935112440105_nMy parents. Siblings. Spouses. Nieces. Nephews. Cousins.

Family.

Three generations under one roof.

Filling every minute. Squeezing out every bit of fun.

10665127_699086726851720_4637055652839721326_nTubing down the West Fork with cousins – twice.

Eating.

10698500_699086250185101_2754532246494617138_nHiking to the rock – twice.

Eating.

10414519_699084843518575_95587905122534132_nLaughing till our sides ached.

And eating some more.

10639453_284309921761555_8818700014860785146_nSitting on the porch watching the storm blow in – feeling the changes that were surely coming.

Remembering the past.

Relishing the present.

Anticipating the future.

Making hot sticky memories to enjoy all winter.

One last hurrah.

And the Cousins Came

It was another big week here at Windy Ridge!

The cousins came.

A whole slew of them.

And boy did we have fun!

DSC_0124How about a hotly contested monopoly game that lasted 4 days?

No clear winner was ever named.

And fishing every day.

And catching enough fish for a fish fry – which we cooked outside because the weather was absolutely amazingly awesome.

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One night Poppa took the entire crew in to eat at the pizza place where Pedro works – and Pedro got to make pizza for us all.

A lot of pizza.

We might have embarrassed him a little. 🙂

And then we had ice cream. Because we could. And it was good.

We celebrated two birthdays – Pedro’s 18th and Dagmar’s 20th.

DSC_0130We ate our first sweet corn of the season, had hamburgers on the grill and then sat in lawn chairs watching the sun go down and the stars come out.

Sweet.

It was a week of long conversations and loud laughter.

Walks through the pasture and time at the ponds.

Glow sticks and frisbees.

Stomp rocket and ten hits.

Of remembering shared memories and making new ones.

And it was very good.

Summertime

After a wet cold spring , we were all kinda wondering if summer would ever get here.

It did. This week.

And not just the weather! (Which is really hot and humid…)

We had our first guests of the season – 2 of my sisters, one soon-to-be-niece-in-law, one niece and her bff. (best friend forever)DSC_0218

Can you say shopping?! At a thrift store of course!

Pedro wasn’t here – he spent the week house sitting for a friend, leaving Buddy as the lone male in a house full of girls while Jan was at work.

So of course the the electric fence charger got knocked down in the mud, the entire fence was down, all the cows got out, and the water tank sprang a leak.

Oh – and we had a baby calf!

belted galloway calf

We miss you Pedro. Come home. Now.

We planted two more rows of sweet corn, two more rows of green beans, and lots of herbs. Still no weeding though. Maybe next week…

And we enlarged my flower bed!

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Okay – so it may not be the flower garden of my dreams – it is twice as big as last year!

Baby steps are still progress. 🙂

Don’t you think the wire fence adds to the charm and beauty of the scene?! Not. But it is a necessary evil to keep the silly chickens and cats out until the flowers get established.

Speaking of cats – we also had our first litter of kitties for the season. Still haven’t found them though.

And to top it all off – we’re packing for our annual family camping trip.

There’s just something about sleeping bags and Hershey bars and bug spray that says “Hello – it’s summer!”

Oh – and did I mention that it’s hot and humid?

 

By Plane, Train and Automobile

My house is quiet.

Really, really quiet.

Quite a change from a week ago when this place was buzzing with activity.

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I had kids in and out of the house at all hours – we ate everything on a bun – and there was laughter well into the night.

Then it was over. In the blink of an eye – by plane, train and automobile – they were gone.

My nephew Sammy left first – by automobile, followed by Kimmer and her gang.

A few days later we said goodbye to Lainers at her grandma’s house. And cried.

Pic 2Then it was time for my crew to depart.

Yesterday morning Matt flew to Summit Ministries headquarters in Colorado to start work and Dagmar took the train to Aunt Julie’s for a visit.

And the house was quiet.

Now, when Pedro leaves in the morning with Jan for his summer job, I have 2 children.

Two.

I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t enjoying it. 🙂

But I’d also be lying if I didn’t admit that I’m glad this is temporary – because deep down there’s a sadness knowing that someday the house will always be this quiet.

And that someday is getting closer.

Cherish every moment.