I remember the smells…the fresh mown grass, the seasonal fruit – watermelon, strawberries and raspberries.
I remember the sounds…the bumble bees flitting from flower to flower, the birds chirping merrily on high, my friends’ laughter as we enjoyed playing games in the yard.
I remember the feelings…the warmth of the sun, the cold of the sprinkler’s drops on my hot skin, the freedom to explore the world on foot or by bicycle.
Summer brings memories of childhood days without schedules and routine.
Longer days meant later bedtimes – more time to enjoy the relaxed lifestyle that summer entices.
It is during the cold winter months that we dream of summer, determined to wait out the season until we again have the chance to re-encounter our youth.
We crave summer’s simplicity in the dead of winter when going outside requires layers of clothing, and footwear to protect from slips and falls, scraping off cars before venturing out on the treacherous roads.
Summer invites us to strip off the layers and walk barefoot whenever possible.
We are thankful for the ease when embarking on the day and we don’t mind pulling on a sweater to curl up outside as we watch the stars blink open their sparkling eyes.
Summer is Mother Nature’s kiss. It is warm and sweet and special and earned.
Summer is upon us.
When was the last time you…
…ran through a sprinkler
…jumped in a puddle
…swung on a swing
…squished your bare toes in the mud
…rode a bicycle
…caught a frog, had a good look and let it go
…lied on your back in the grass and watched the clouds
…picked buttercups
…skipped down the street
…ate a popsicle?
Embrace your youthful spirit. The fleeting season is upon us.
Embracing Pollyanna 