Memorial day, my most highly anticipated Monday holiday, has come, gone, and left the first hint of a tan line. I hope your long weekend was spent in an absence of work and with an abundance of the Good Things in life. For me, those Good Things are my family, the husband, a Hadley-dog, and the beach. The opening of summer seasons everywhere, ours is always spent on the island. We pack our summer clothes- freshly woken from winter’s hibernation and trailing a nostalgic mothball perfume. We will wear these summer clothes in defiance of the springtime chill. This is the reason why sweatshirt businesses thrive on the island. First time tourists we are not, but it’s fun to play the part after so many months trapped on the mainland. Window-shopping, lighthouse exploring, old-house peeping, boat watching.
A precursor to real vacations, summer’s first weekend involves less relaxation and more work than we ever seem to remember. There are several generations of sun-faded outdoor furniture to be scrubbed, pebble pathways that require weeding, and overgrown bushes that need trimming.
But in between we find the moments that remind us what we work for. There is a Hadley-dog who demands that her humans entertain her.
Entertain we do. To the point of exhaustion… both hers and ours.
My sister and I re-introduce our pale skin to the sun. We trade the treadmill for dirt roads and salty air. The beach becomes our personal cardio studio. Our sneakers fill with sand, but we don’t care. We forget what time it is, but remember to break out the boxed wine when the sun starts her daily Westerly stroll.
We grill the first fresh bluefish of the season and fight over a post food-coma movie. Rocky II is quickly vetoed, and no one wants anymore HGTV, so we settle on America’s Funniest Home Videos and remember the days when Bob Saget ruled the airways. There’s brief talk of heading back into town for a waffle cone, but falling asleep on the couch becomes the chosen plan.
The boat ride home is The Worst. I’m not ready to leave. But this year there is something extra special to look forward to upon our return. Construction progress. The transformation of the Island house is well underway and soon we will accessorize the new walls and shelves with our good memories of many more Memorial days to come.