Who else is trying to soak up that last bit of summer? We can feel the summer turning to fall in the morning when we step outside to let Eloise out to pee. It’s colder and crisper, without the sticky feeling summer carries with it. Summer for us is spending copious amounts of time outside in the green, before it all turns. What better way to do that than pick local blueberries, take a nature walk, and get ice cream?
We went to the Country Mill to pick blueberries, but really what that means is, Ana picked blueberries and I chased a crabby Eleni around. BUT! To get out there you had to take a trip in a golf cart, and we happened to get the twelve year old, semi-professional racecar driver. He wasn’t actually semi-pro, but I think he aspired to be as we sped along the dirt paths, a glimmer of excitement and fear in Ana’s eyes and Eleni squinching her face against the dusty wind. We picked enough for both berry lovers to freeze (for Ana) and eat fresh (Eleni) and found a little surprise on our way through! A gnawed off, dried out rabbit foot! I know this is enough to make most people gag, but for the girl who threw an enormous fit for not letting her stick a 48 hours dead chipmunk in my purse at the zoo, it was the cherry on top of a pretty cool trip.
Even though Chris missed out on blueberries, we made up for it with a trip through Fenner Nature Center. We love walking the trails and seeing different plants and animals and when the sun is setting over the wildflower meadow, it just can’t be beat.
As everyone was starving, we ended up off at Turkeyville, one of Chris’ favorite places, for dinner and a stop into their ice cream parlor. My Great Grandpa loved Turkeyville as well, so every time we stop in, I remember a little piece of him. One time we had gone with him and my parents, siblings, and grandparents when Ana was just a baby. A group of elderly women were ‘oohing’ and ‘aahing’ over baby Ana and complimented her and asked my brother if she was his.
“Nah, it’s his,” he gestured towards my Great-Grandpa, who’s face flushed as he stuttered a ‘no, no, no’ and laughed. That memory makes me smile every time we sit at the table to eat turkey dinners.
After we filled up we took the girls out to their animal barn and Ana ran with the turkeys, collecting dropped feathers, stuffing them in my purse as Eleni pulled them back out. A turkey feather shoving fight would break out until Ana successfully jammed a handful of them to the bottom of my bag.
We love summer, but we’ve lived this one so full, we can say goodbye to this one without feeling like we missed out on much when autumn finally decides to roll in. Fading out really isn’t my thing though, so here’s the song that takes this summer out with a bang.