Last Word

Someone recently pointed out to me that we only get so many summers in a lifetime. It wasn’t meant to be heavy, just a reminder that our time is valuable, and how we spend it matters. It put things into perspective. It got me thinking about how I want my summers to feel.

I’ve never really been a “summer girl.” I love swimming and long evenings, sure, but I overheat easily and tend to stay indoors. Recently, I’ve started to see summer differently – not just as a season of warmth or vacation, but of opportunity. Living on the Saanich Peninsula, we’re lucky to have so much breathtaking beauty close by, and it feels a shame not to enjoy it.

This year, I’ve been chasing that carefree feeling of nostalgia with the kind of summer I remember from my own childhood. Ocean swims, farm-stand flowers, BBQ burgers (I’ve been eyeing a few on page 19), and the first watch of coming-of-age films. Most importantly, I’ve learned to make space to do nothing. Making time to simply be. To float in the water and let time stretch out feels radical in the best way.

My favourite moment this summer (so far) was when we hauled our floaties down to the beach and spent the day swimming and snorkelling while looking for creatures along the water’s edge. It reminded me of the piece on page 25 – an invitation to slow down and appreciate our shoreline neighbours. No plans. No rush. It felt like being a kid again.

Sometimes, it’s about what you’re doing; sometimes, it’s about who you’re doing it with.

I think my younger self would be happy with how things turned out. I hope this is a little reminder to savour whatever summers you have left, with intention and joy.

Tabatha Golat, Editorial Director

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