Elements of summer.
The temperature, the smell of heat, revisiting the music of my youth have reminded me what I looked forward to in summer vacations as a kid. Sprawling on the lawn with a book, climbing trees, running through the sprinkler. Ice cream all over my face!
Many of my memories are integrally linked to books, music and the swingset. When I wax nostalgic, these are the things I turn to, even though as an adult I don’t run through the sprinkler or laze about devouring whole books in a day. (Ah, the wasted treasures of youth.)
What defines summer for you? Where does your mind go when the hot aura sets upon you?
Sphere: Related Content
I love this question.
Planning to riff on it in a lengthier post about reading, on my blog.
I love summer. It’s about big family get togethers, food (fresh fruits and veggies!) long lazy afternoons when it’s humid and all I want to do is read and eat berries.
I have trouble working diligently in the summer, sitting at a desk when I want to be at the beach.