Today is August 26. I think I’ve been in shock since August 1 rolled around and I just haven’t kicked it yet. How in the world is it the last month of summer and, for that matter, how is it the END of the last month of summer. I’ve never been one to wax nostalgic (which is disappointing because I’d love to be able to use that phrase more) but time has been one tricky bastard this year. It continues quietly on it’s way, unassuming, undetected, and then WHAM, it slaps you in the face with Labor Day weekend.
Not all hope is lost here though, friends, chins up. We spent last Saturday doing all the summer stuff we could think of in Maine with our friends Fred and Becca. Becca missed out on almost all of the usual summer activities while she was working up at Lakes and, naturally, we were happy to play catch up with her! Lucky for us, Collin is from Kennebunk A.K.A. vacation central USA. For all the jokes and frustrations that come from living in a tourist town, Kennebunk is a gorgeous space to call home. Mash every iconic picture you have in your brain relating to summer in New England and the mental collage you create will pale in the comparison to the excellence that is Kennebunk. I kid you not.
We used Collin’s parents’ magical vacation-land house as a jumping off point. We put the 4 of us with a badass picnic in a canoe and boated down the river to Parson’s beach as the tide was going out. We ate, napped, surfed, and played in the sunshine all afternoon before the boys battled back up river at low tide.
Our picnic consisted of watermelon gazpacho (which we do not recommend and therefore will not be sharing the recipe), gin and tonics in a water bottle (highly recommended), a lot of pita bread, and one little bottle of water for the 4 of us to share. This was the only flaw in our brilliant summer adventure plan. Always bring more water. Always.
We ended the day back at the house with a fire pit and a delicious home cooked italian (and vegan!) meal courtesy of Mama Mia herself (Thanks!) with Collin’s parents. It was a fantastic and delicious way to spend a sunny Saturday. I’m not quite ready to say goodbye to summer yet and, after this toasty week, maybe summer’s not quite ready to say goodbye to us yet either.