I love how you can hear the sound of a lawn mower at quarter to 9 at night.
The smell of other peoples barbecues and children playing.
Summer sunsets like the tropics.
The lights that don’t go on til late, if at all.
Windows open, sometimes all night.
Curtains drawn at 9 (pm) or never.
Children running through sprinklers, laughing.
Sleeping without sheets, or clothes.
Doors wide open, windows too.
Washing out and dry, by 12.
Salads for meals.
Light, warmth, light, warmth.
So much heat, you can’t stand it.
This is Summer…
and it’s so darn close I can (almost) feel it.