‘Summer Nights’

To us, tonight felt like the first ‘real’ summer night of this year.

The air was still warm, it had THAT smell…you know, the smell of sweet ripe fruit, lingering after-dinner bbq smoke, fresh flower blossoms and a subtle note of fumes from seasonal-driven hot rods all mixed into one.

My sister and brother-in-law came over for roast dinner (always a great time) and after they left Luke and I took Daisy for a walk to the nearby park.

At 21:00, there were still people hanging out on the grass, walking their dogs and kids were playing in the playground.

The sun hadn’t set yet and the temperature was perfect.

The odd mosquito began to make an appearance after the heat of the day, you could see people sitting out on their decks drinking their nightcaps and lawn sprinklers were on.

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At the park we go to there is a community garden. What’s exceptionally neat is just outside the gated area of the garden are two plots that have a sign and it reads something like this; ‘For All to Harvest’. I’m sure there is another place like it out there somewhere but I haven’t see one yet.

How generous it is, of the gardeners or whoever out that together, to offer fresh produce to anyone who wants it?

Especially since the garden is in an area where many neighbours may not be fortunate to have access to a lot of groceries, it was a special surprise to see.

There are also two large raspberry bushes that are half inside and half outside the community garden so even a passersby can indulge in a few of those ripe juicy pickings.

Tonight I ate too many.

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I was fortunate to have some great summer night memories of my childhood. We were blessed with a summer cabin at Okanagan lake and spent much time watching the sun set while on the boat or heading out for an evening water ski. After we came inside, we would read or play board games and eat snacks together. Nothing beat it.

In our neighbourhood where our home was, all the kids would play games, ride bikes, eat snacks and run around until we finally had to go in after our parents called us for the 300th time. What fun memories.

These days, my favourite thing to do on a summer night is have a big BBQ with friends or family, go for a hike or walk and end it with a campfire on a beach — -or in our propane pit on our driveway — whatever works right?

What are you favourite memories or things to do on a hot summer night?





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