Well, it is officially beautiful outside. Today it was about 85 degrees and I was so happy I could hardly stand it. Yesterday, I enjoyed a picnic outside and took a nap in the sun. Ok, so yeah, I now have a sunburn, but I'm cool with that. It's like the promise that summer is on the horizon. I feel like we're already somewhere between spring and summer, even though spring and I have hardly had time to get acquainted. Where are we now? Spummer? Suming? Either way, I love it.
For years, I couldn't decide which season was my favorite. I thought it was whichever season happened to be coming up next. It's true, there's something great about every season. I love the colors and new school supplies and feeling of a new start you find with fall. I love the scarves and sweaters and holiday cheer of winter. I love the new flowers and first rays of warm sun and little girls in Easter dresses of spring. But ultimately, I think summer will always have my heart. I'm a summer baby (June 14th, Flag Day y'all!). Plus I live in sundresses. I almost cry every year when I have to trade them out for jeans and coats. I love sno-cone stands and pool parties. I love watching the sun set as the temperature drops and the stars begin to shine through the clouds. I love walking barefoot through soft blades of green grass.
But most of all, summer holds great memories. I think of summer and I think of sleeping in, of reading in a park, of roadtrips with the windows down and the music blaring, and I think of SMTI, the theater program that changed my life.
So sun, bring it on. 35 days of the semester left, and then I'm all yours. Get ready, because your 100 degree weather won't phase me. When it's summer, I'm in my element. And this summer is going to rock.
For years, I couldn't decide which season was my favorite. I thought it was whichever season happened to be coming up next. It's true, there's something great about every season. I love the colors and new school supplies and feeling of a new start you find with fall. I love the scarves and sweaters and holiday cheer of winter. I love the new flowers and first rays of warm sun and little girls in Easter dresses of spring. But ultimately, I think summer will always have my heart. I'm a summer baby (June 14th, Flag Day y'all!). Plus I live in sundresses. I almost cry every year when I have to trade them out for jeans and coats. I love sno-cone stands and pool parties. I love watching the sun set as the temperature drops and the stars begin to shine through the clouds. I love walking barefoot through soft blades of green grass.
But most of all, summer holds great memories. I think of summer and I think of sleeping in, of reading in a park, of roadtrips with the windows down and the music blaring, and I think of SMTI, the theater program that changed my life.
So sun, bring it on. 35 days of the semester left, and then I'm all yours. Get ready, because your 100 degree weather won't phase me. When it's summer, I'm in my element. And this summer is going to rock.