summer

I love summer.

I love eating ice cream at least twice a week with good friends (this past week: Eshleman's and Moore's).

I love hot temperatures (but not humidity - hello frizz-ball hair).

I love hearing kids playing on the playground outside the window at work.

I love sitting on my porch as the sun sets and watching people walk by.

I love being able to just walk out the door without having to bundle up.

I love tending my first-year flower garden (it's still alive!).

I love driving with the windows down (and who cares if that means everyone else with their windows down can hear me singing at the top of my lungs?).

I love picnics and cookouts.

I love fresh fruit.

I love not wearing socks.

I love walks.

I love being by the water.

I love tubing.

I love the drive-in movies.

I love summer festivals, parks, and neighborhood events.

I could go on and on.  I wish summer never had to end.  But if I moved somewhere where it's warm all 365 days, I don't think I'd appreciate all this as much because it would always feel like summer.

Here's to the last month of summer!  I've got a lot of summer activities to fit in!