Monday, July 19, 2010
So much to love about summer. Of course, you probably feel that about every season. I do, too, yet I tend to love best the season I'm currently in. It's like when people ask me which of my books are my favorite and I have to answer, that my favorite is the one I'm writing. There's just something about summer, its silent heat, its sweet fruits-- the ting of the water as you dive in the pool or lake or ocean-- the choir of crickets at night... I love it all. Tank tops and shorts, sandals and suntan lotion, the world abloom, the smell of cut grass, my dog leaping with joy across the field when I toss his ball... Can we be so blessed?