Soon, it will be the first of September. Although Fall doesn’t officially start for another couple of weeks, it feels like Summer is getting just a bit tired from the three months of sun and heat. Slightly earlier evenings coupled with slightly cooler nights make for a craving of warm mochas, fuzzy layers, and colorful trees.
But we did have a lot of mini-triumphs and adventures. We did a lot of firsts this summer and we tried to fill each bright day with an aim to remember it as a summer where we made things happen.
Something that I’m quite proud of, and to be honest, completely surprised by is my keenness towards swimming.
I learned that swimming in a public place isn’t a completely horrific idea. I don’t shrink when strangers are lounging around the pool (which, by the way, seems to be the primary use of our pool), or if kids are splashing about. We discovered that our apartment pool is actually quite nice, albeit a bit leafy. And best of all, I learned how to swim – a skill that I’ve never been able to pick up and which allows me more control over my fear of drowning. With this new discovery I’m even opening up to the idea of getting on a boat! We’ll see. 🙂
We discovered a new city that we had imagined to be dull and “rustic”. Instead, we had an amazing time poking around its colorful streets and biking its picturesque canals. It wasn’t exotic and it wasn’t even a destination point for most tourists, but we had fun and rode a tandem for the first time and took the mini-train just for kicks (even though it was full with children and parents).
We ate bags and boxes of dark red cherries. We’re still eating them. Most of the time we popped them into our mouths, but they could be spotted in parfaits, on top of yogurts, sprinkled over Joe-Joe’s and cream, and even once in mini pies.
I had been dreaming of making cherry pie since I received my pitter last year, and I finally did it last weekend. Pie crust mushed into a cupcake pan with a cherry-peach filling and topped with cream. They were just what I had hoped for and they satisfied my creative need to make something new and challenging.
I ran, ran, and ran some more. I took advantage of the outdoor temperatures and jogged up and down the street at least a couple of times a week. Did I go far? Not really. Perhaps a few miles. Was I gearing up for a race? Not on your life. But it felt empowering being outside and exerting my body to its fullest. I’ll miss the bright sun and paved streets once Winter comes, but in the meantime I plan to swim and run for as long as it allows.
I discovered a new job with new responsibilities. I learned that I quite like being in interviews and am probably very strange for it. I realized that sometimes a change can be spontaneous and that those moments can bring about the best paths to follow. Now, each day at work feels like a good challenge for my brain and my skills. I’m still learning, but it’s a step off the cliff, so to speak, that I was glad I took. Instead of just hitting bottom, I landed in a valley just waiting to be explored.
By the way, wondering why I’m not posting on Wednesdays like usual? It’s my new work schedule. Thursdays are my new blog days. 🙂
What’s one of my fondest memories from this crazy summer?
We rediscovered our little hometown coffee shop and their delicious, yet unassuming cakes. Walking into town is only about a mile and we stroll past little shops and community green spaces before entering the small coffee shop with their rows and rows of brown coffee bean bins. I embraced coffee after a lifetime of distaste and it’s opened up a new world of flavors, deep aromas and countless possibilities. Their drinks are a blend of strong coffee, cream and whatever else strikes your fancy, but what I enjoy discovering is their cakes. Homemade, simple yet so right with your drink in hand that we make this almost a ritual at least once a month.
While Fall is sneaking up on us fast, we will definitely not stop our drive to make each outing, each day filled with something new and fun. We already have a Saturday Doctor Who beginning of season to-do scheduled and perhaps a trip out to a Renaissance Festival and amusement park in the works.
Whatever you do, take each day as it is – an open day to make it your own.