Ahh summer. What a fantastic summer I've been having - especially these last few weeks. Psychotic mother-daughter wars aside, this summer has been chock-a-bloc with amazing experiences.
For starters, the garden is doing marvelously. I've been eating kale, rainbow chard, beans, carrots, beets, radishes, broccoli, cukes, herbs, lettuces and flowers from her bounty for the past month. The squash are beginning to come in and the tomatoes are hale and hearty and waiting to ripen if we ever get the long days of sun they crave.
I've made dozens of new friends mostly of the artistic bent and these past few weeks gifted me with the company of an incredible young man who - to put it bluntly - rocked my socks!
Between the bike rides in the rain, swimming in Lake Champlain, cooking amazing meals together, and staying up late nights sharing our life stories, dreams and philosophical bents it was pure heaven.
I say was because as of yesterday morning he left port for Vancouver, BC to make a new life with his 3 year Canadian work visa hoping to help Chinese immigrants using the skills he learned at McGill in Asian studies and Mandarin with a smattering of philosophy and a dose of hedonism that years in beautiful Montreal going to University will provide.
He's currently driving in a veggie oil powered truck with a buddy he met through Craig's list and I'm thrilled for him, despite the loss of his exquisite presence in my otherwise satisfyingly happy world.
It was an intense and amazing ride and I for one am the better for it even as I sit here feeling slightly lost and wondering how the summer could top the experience.
Still, now that he's gone I'm feeling the urge to get more creative again and use some of the passion he generated to its productive effect. I want to re-read Oscar Wilde so I can bond through the ages via his love (obsession) with youth.
I have the ever present art deadlines and work and the garden to distract and Burlington is still my beloved city ripe with opportunity.
I'm sorry he won't be here at my side to enjoy the coming months of the harvest with the incredible meals it will afford us, or the outdoor parties and afternoon naps in the hammock, but I have no doubt that he'll find his own great summer adventures out west.
Bon Voyage Golden Boy...
Missing him lots but keeping on keeping on...Both myself and B'town will always have a welcome place for him the next time he rambles through.
"And summer's lease hath all too short a date.
Sometimes too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often is his gold complexion dimmed;
And every fair from fair sometime declines,
By chance, or nature's changing course, untrimmed:
But thy eternal summer shall not fade
Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow'st," ~Wm Shakespeare