Golden Days of Summer



The kids jump off the dock into the river, shattering the silence with their screaming splashes. 

Mom lounges on the shore in the pink Adirondack chair while reading her steamy summer novel and wiggling her green calloused toes covered in chipped red nail polish.

Dad is up on the deck guzzling a Molson Canadian, his big tanned beer belly hanging out of his unbuttoned Hawaiian shirt. He hunches over the barbecue like a crazed caveman, wielding his spatula like a weapon while hot dogs and hamburgers sizzle in a cloud of choking smoke chasing the mosquitoes away.

Meanwhile the trees whisper in the cool evening air, their dry leaves rustling and rattling as they share their secrets.

The golden sun sinks below the horizon, transforming the sky from orange-pink to indigo..

Canadian summer is slowly slipping away.

Comments

  1. NabanitaAugust 2, 2014 at 7:11 AM

    You paint such a vivid picture by your words...

    Fearless...

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  2. Michelle LiewAugust 2, 2014 at 8:42 AM

    Sounds so relaxing!

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  3. AnonymousAugust 2, 2014 at 8:56 AM

    Lovely, Cat.. as always.. Such beauty in your words!!!

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  4. kalpana solsiAugust 2, 2014 at 10:50 AM

    And your words paint a perfect picture. I soaked in the Canadian atmosphere.

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  5. UnknownAugust 2, 2014 at 5:01 PM

    Lovely! I can totally picture it.

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  6. sulekkhaAugust 3, 2014 at 3:02 AM

    I want to be that mom, reading the book while her hubby cooks :) Loved the picture your words created in my mind :)

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  7. AditiAugust 3, 2014 at 8:25 PM

    This was so beautiful! Lovely imagery! You made me wish to be there too! :)

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  8. SuzyAugust 4, 2014 at 12:13 AM

    I could imagine myself there watching the scene. And as your Summer fades, ours slowly comes into view.

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