Folding up Summer

The big purple raft was being folded up for the summer. The last trip on the Salmon river was a wild ride. The last of the marshmellows were being roasted over the coals of the last bonfire. Smoke was swirling up into the starry sky and midnight approached. The last hike along the Sesash River was hiked by an 83 year old dad, blind in one eye, hard to see out of the other, two knee replacements, 3 open heart surgeries, and the rest of the group had a hard time keeping up with him. Layed out on the grassy knoll by Payette lake and watched the kids of summer soaking up the last rays of the season. Licking icecream cones as they melted in the warmth of the sun.

Summer maybe fading away, but the memories are clear and will warm me up during the upcoming cold months. Let the sun warm me and my family's hugs sustain me...