Enjoy summer!

Sometimes a person gets a nostalgic, wistful yearning for a former place and a former time. A place and time when we experienced much happiness.
Such a place and time for me is Edmonton, Alberta, in the 1960s.
We lived in Edmonton only nine years—a relatively short time in the space of a lifetime. But they were important years.
Edmonton is a beautiful, well designed city, with lots of advantages. And we had many wonderful friends.
We loved live theater, especially the outside Torches Theater on cool summer evenings. And with our young family, we picnicked in the parks with friends at least three times a week.
In the winter, we skated almost every evening at the local skating rink just behind our back fence.
Of course, there were some downsides, like bitter cold in the dead of winter and short days during December.
Our first grade daughter left for school at dawn and came home at twilight.
But right now, I’m remembering the upside. And the thing I loved most was the long summer days!
Edmonton is 400 miles north of the United States border, 1,000 miles north of where we live now. Thus the difference in the length of days.
On the Edmonton website, they promise “full sun lasting as long as 17 hours per day.”
And I can attest to the accuracy of that statement, or more!
When we moved to Edmonton, my husband was pastor of a new church. We stayed at a parishioner’s home until our apartment was ready. And, of course, we wanted to make a good impression.
Imagine my chagrin when we overslept the first morning.
The sun was as bright as noon when I woke up, so I quickly began dressing and called my husband—only to find out it was just 3 a.m.!
For a few years in Edmonton, my mother lived with us after my father died. She worked an evening shift, so I usually waited up until she came home.
Then we would sit around the kitchen table sipping coffee and visiting until the wee hours. What wonderful memories I have!
But one evening in June as we sat and talked, I noticed it was light and asked the question, “Is the sun setting or coming up?”
We checked and it was 2 a.m. The darkness was so brief that we almost missed it.
Although the sunlight is reversed in winter, the cozy long winter evenings were special also—leaving lots of time to read the “The Little House” series.
Of course, both seasons are good. But there is something special about the bright sun of summer—when you get up in the light and close your drapes in late evening.
Long days give you energy and motivation.
Summer is a good time to garden and freeze or can your produce. To play golf early in the morning or take a walk with your dog late in the evening.
And it is an especially good time to do the project you have been putting off!
So make sure that you enjoy every day—summer or winter, fall or spring. And never fret about the short winter days.
But, for right now, relish every minute of the wonderful long summer days!
Copyright 2012 Marie Snider.
Write Marie Snider at: thisside60@aol.com