Bring It On!

We’ve barely turned the calendar announcing the month of May and we are pond-side at camp for the day.   A boat putters by with a Dad steering in the stern and two kids swallowed by their over-sized life jackets.  The refrigerator is stocked with the necessary summer condiments: ketchup, mustard and relish.  The first fire of the camping season is smoldering, and the black flies settle despite the slight breeze and smoke.  The birch surrounding camp is dotted with crimson buds ready to burst. Everything around me seems to scream, “Bring on summah! We’re ready!”

Our two eldest with their Dad work together to construct a permanent floating dock. “Alex,” his father yells across the beach that is now a construction site, “ That’s 9 ¼.”  Tape measure stretches the length of the board, pencil is retrieved from behind the ear and the saw buzzes.  Alex is on it.

We all yearn to be on the water and spend time at camp. As the brothers part, Sam makes plans, “Hey Alex, give me a call, we’ll spend the night.  Next week.”   

After closing up the camp, my husband slides into the truck beside me, “If all goes well, we’ll have the boats in next weekend.”

 I nod thinking, I am more than ready.