It’s July in the Okanagan and  you and the weather is hot and dry. Of course, this is what we look forward to during those dreary days in December when the sun sets at 4:30.

Lost and in the past are the days of my youth when I played “kick the can” in the front yard. One summer I bought bags of peas and a long straw for pea fights with my neighbour Gary. Great fun until peas started sprouting everywhere in our yards.

The ice cream truck would trundle by in the evening and we often got a fudgesickle, and those days the ice cream was affordable.

I still like to run through the sprinkler and my wonderful son jumped around with me in the back yard just last weekend; cold, fun and refreshing, and free!

Summer camp was also a big part of my summers then. My kids both went to camp but I not only went to the camps as a camper I also went back as a counselor for part of one summer. That was so cool, adored by jillion (conservatively speaking) young girl campers, that was the best for my 17 year old ego. Ha!

Running in the sun, swimming in the lake, canoeing, crafts, planning activities, teaching archery ~ all that plus a $1 per day. Best job I’ve ever had, and a wonderful memory.