My oh my, where has summer gone? It can’t be over this soon, can it blah blah blah? You’ve heard it enough. And you’re not going to hear it from me.
As a matter of fact, I had one of the best summers of my life, and summer’s end did not creep up on me unaware; I had made an intentional point of finding something special to savor every day.
I didn’t go on vacation. So much to do for Good People film launch, and summer holiday fund was depleted when one week of my T’s gymnastics camp turned into two. (Gymnastics is very expensive. Parents, be warned.) But no complaints. When you live in a summer destination point (in my case, the Berkshires) every day can feel like a vacation getaway if you put your mind to it.
And what delights did I find? I found things big and small. Let’s start with the big. Solid Sound at Mass MoCA. Beasts of the Southern Wild with Live Score (also at MoCA). Animal Crackers at WTF with my daughter. Winslow Homer and Clark Remix. And listening to Tanglewood concerts on the radio. No real need to be in the shed or on the lawn. My living room is fine. I can lie back and swoon in privacy. Just knowing that Tanglewood is a mere 40-minute drive away feels familiar and good. Hugest Tanglewood highlight of the summer: Lang Lang playing Beethoven’s Piano Concerto No. 1. Wow! I repeat: Wow!
Then there was the small stuff. Running in the woods accompanied by my dog Pippi. Standing on the fallen tree trunk that blocks the path so that I can adult-pretend to master the balance beam — a decidedly zen experience. And enjoying wild raspberries as I walk the brambled path to a silent dirt road.
And what would summer in New England be without its seasonal bounty? Butter&sugar corn, yellow peaches, watermelon, summer squash, zucchini, cukes, and all things green and leafy. Too good to be true it seems. Breakfasts of Bola Granola, hemp milk and cut-up peaches, lunches of locally-made mozzarella cheese and locally-grown tomatoes and basil, casual summery dinners of burgers topped with farm freshness partnered with multiple ears of corn-on-the cob (butter and salt optional – corn from Chenail’s Farm needs neither).
Loved it local at my summer destination point. Ah, my Berkshires, my summer-wonderful home.