“All in all, it was a never-to-be-forgotten summer — one of those summers which come seldom into any life, but leave a rich heritage of beautiful memories in their going — one of those summers which, in a fortunate combination of delightful weather, delightful friends and delightful doing, come as near to perfection as anything can come in this world.”
― L.M. Montgomery
We have celebrated Memorial Day, that long weekend bringing out the swimsuits and the charcoal and the drippy popsicles and heralding the advent of summer. This season, I want to embrace the spontaneity that you lose in adulthood. I want this summer to taste like lime and grill and fresh. I want this summer to smell like sunscreen and bug spray and twilight dew. I want this summer to look like early mornings of coffee and writing and late nights of movies and friends. I want this summer to sound like cricket choirs and bike tires and seagulls. I want this summer to feel like fresh sun warmed tomatoes and ocean breezes and cold cans of Dr. Pepper. Oh yes, this summer is going to be a memorable one. I can tell.