Maybe it’s because I love to sing, and singing in the car with your windows down on a Summer day echoes in just the right way.
Maybe it’s because there’s nothing better than wearing jean shorts and a tank top and watching the ocean waves soak up the sand through a pair of aviators. Is it because I love concerts and being barefoot in the grass, or is it because there’s nothing that smells better than a bonfire mixed with the scent of citronella candles and leftover tanning oil on your skin? Or is it the sound of your best friends laughing over a round of cold margaritas?
It’s the little slice of Heaven you see when you walk out to the end of the dock on your favorite lake where you’ve made so many memories that will always remain somewhere between the spot you’re standing on and the tall trees on the other side of the lake. It’s when you laugh and think about how far that distance seemed when you were a kid, and how now it somehow doesn’t seem so far at all.
It’s the sting of burnt skin from being under the sun all day, and you’ll complain that it hurts to move, and hurts to shower, but you’re secretly excited because you know it will turn into a tan in just a few days, and let's face it--- everyone looks better with a tan. It’s that, mixed with the feeling of crisp, clean bed sheets that you’ll fall asleep to, that can really set you up to have a night full of flawless dreams.
It’s somewhere in the way a hangover fades so much faster in the Summer because you know you have another warm night ahead of you and a refrigerator full of beers to drink, and really, who wants to waste a Summer night with a hangover?
Or is it aroma the rain leaves after it drenches the pavement on a sizzling night? Something about that scent just clears my spirit, leaving me thirsty for more.
Whatever it is, it’s perfect, and it’s Summer, and I welcome it with most open of arms.
