Summer.

Warmth, growth, abundance.

Picnics, bonfires, Bible camps, vacations.

Family.  Travel.

Weddings, reunions, celebrations.

Ice cream, berry picking, barbecues. 

Mosquitoes, forest fires, drought.

Garden produce.

Blessings.

The season of summer is so short in Saskatchewan that we have to pack in so much activity in a small space of time.  We experienced ALL of the above and here it is: September. Walter and I didn't officially take a vacation this summer, just day trips to the beach, the cabin and to the Sukanen Museum Threshing Bee.  But with the beautiful oasis that is our backyard, we didn't have to travel anywhere to feel the cooling breezes on a hot day, to eat a meal under the shade of our tamarack tree or cook "bush pies" over a fire.  

As I see the leaves beginning to turn to orange and gold, I feel that nostalgic twinge that summer is over and did I do all the things I hoped to?  I'm so thankful for the surprise blessing of a ride in a combine last week.  I hadn't ridden in the cab of a wheat-gobbling monster since I was a teenager!  Wow!  The view was amazing and the computerized technology blew my mind.  There is nothing like a sunset at harvest time.  Thanksgiving and praise flooded my heart.  How good it is to have those roots of farming in my family, to appreciate the pioneering spirit of my ancestors who made a living from the land!  

My heart ached as we heard news that our sister-camp, Pineridge Bible Camp, was threatened by wildfires and had to evacuate all campers and staff members.  They were unable to return to hold any camps all summer.  When it was deemed safe, the full time resident staff were in utter disbelief at how close the flames came to the buildings and houses.  Clearly God spared the camp!  Thankfully, the firefighting crews were diligent and kept watch, dousing flames that came within ten feet of the main house.   Only one old barn burned, leaving the tin roof on the ground.  The camp director commented that it saved his crew from having to tear it down anyways!  The upside was that some of the camp volunteers came to serve at the camp our daughter Caylea directs (2 hours away from Pineridge) and so enabled Big River Bible Camp to accept more campers this summer.

Although the calendar may say fall is around the corner, we will soak in these last few days or weeks of heat, flowers and fresh vegetables.  I will be grateful to my God for the beauty and joy of summer and rest in His faithfulness through all seasons.