The Last Rose of Summer

I am a summer person to my core. If I had my way I would buy a little house on wheels and follow the summer. I would never see another long cold winter again.  I haven't abandoned this idea entirely. Maybe when the kids are grown. One day I'll just pack up and go.  

In the present moment though, I am already seeing the signs that summer is over and it's time to prepare for winter. Yes, I live in the kind of place where you have to prepare for winter. 

We never know when a massive snow or ice storm will come and leave us isolated on this mountain and likely without electricity. Better to plan for the worst and hope for the best in my experience growing up in this wild country.  

When the shortages hit the stores this year, I didn't really feel it too much because we were coming out of a very mild winter and I hadn't needed to dip into my emergency supplies yet.  

Maybe it was so many hard winters when I was young that has made me wish to avoid them entirely now as an adult. Or maybe it's just increased my appreciation for the easiness of summer.

Whatever the case, my love for summer comes so easily to me and I savor each day and each little event like the blooming of the wild roses. There are things to love in winter to be certain, it's just that I have to look much harder to find them. And it's much easier to enjoy them when I'm in the company of loved ones. 

Summer on the other hand just presents all it's bounty and goodness, no searching required. And I can enjoy a sunny day picking roses to adorn my tea table all alone or with family or friends, although having family and friends around definitely makes it sweeter.

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