The boat sat quietly in the morning air, tied to its dock, waiting for it’s final crossing of the lake for the summer season.
The sun hadn’t quite appeared in the sky yet the clouds reflected gently upon the still waters. The scene was somber given the fact that it would be the last time this year I would look out my window to peer upon the aqua blue boat. It was only 24 hours ago that I enjoyed the last ride of the season…
Good morning friend. Want to join us for an early morning breakfast cruise on board our boat? It will be the last trip of the season as we are getting the boat picked up tomorrow.
I read the text from my dear friends and neighbors that came beeping through my cell phone yesterday morning prior to eating my breakfast. The sun was already shining warm and bright, a September bonus and a perfect day for a float on the lake. Despite my sadness thinking about the end of the season, I replied with a quick YES!
An hour later we boarded the boat and pushed off from the dock. By now the air was warming up and sweatshirts were shed to enjoy the Sunday sunshine. We found a spot to float in the middle of the lake, sipped our hot coffees, and nibbled on yogurt and fruit parfaits. It was rather dreamy bobbing on the water, chatting about the perfect ten of an day with wonderful friends. Time stood still for our morning sail. None of us wanted to mention the dreaded fact that this was the last of the season, we simply floated and ignored the inevitable.
As we disembarked the boat we knew we weren’t simply leaving the boat, we were saying goodbye to another summer. A summer that included many fun memories of floating with family and friends, times of laughter on the water, and maybe even a few adult beverages mixed in.
Goodbye summer of 2019. You will be missed.
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