As the days begin to grow shorter and the air shows its first hint of a chill, my thoughts wander to the ‘summer that never was’ here in New England. Yes, we had a few warm days, but not nearly enough, so please forgive me if I wax poetic about the season we didn’t have this year.
For me summer has always been synonymous with hot, humid, sun-soaked days by some body of water, either a lake or an ocean; many times, both. I can not recall a single year of my life that I did not spend at least some part of the summer in and on the water. Ever present in these memories are the homes that dot the water’s edge. They epitomize the best of summer; a laid back lifestyle and a singular purpose to provide nothing more than total relaxation to all who enter. Cottage, camp, summer house or whatever name you choose, all conjure up fond recollections of carefree family-oriented days and evenings filled with fun and memorable moments.
In bidding this quasi-summer farewell, I’d like to share some of the pictures that evoke a wonderful sense of nostalgia every time I see them.
Ah, summer….I wish you a speedy return!