Friday, July 1, 2011

Summer Love

When I was ten years old, I spent hours snipping the word 'summer' from magazines. I found hundreds of different sizes, fonts, and colors. Then I pasted them into a collage, framed the collage, and hung it in my room. It lived on my wall through all my teenage years. Looking at that collage was like looking at a photo of myself.

But all my life, I've lived where winter also resides. The kind of winter where snowbanks pile up and cold breath is something you can see. And all my life I've dreamed of living where winter does not. Someday, I will. I hope.

But for now, when spring green pushes winter gray away, I celebrate. My insides throw parties when lilacs bloom or fruit trees blossom. As summer's heat rises beyond what most humans enjoy, this human sparkles. My writing perks and bubbles. I read outside in direct sunshine and walk my dog during high afternoon's heat. A meal not eaten on the deck is not worth eating. And coffee ice cream holds its glory when it's slightly drippy.

Summer. Sometimes I'm convinced it was created just for me. Is there a time of year you feel extra alive?

8 comments:

  1. Barbara, I love summer too. It's so great to be able to sit outside without shivering, hear the birds singing and see all those green plants.

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  2. I love that phrase, cold breath is something you can see. I agree with you about the cold.

    Summer is the magic season -- when anything can happen.

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  3. I've always counted my life in summers. But in the last few years, the wretched humidity of a Pennsylvania summer makes me long for cooler places (like Maine).

    Glad you decided to branch out, Barbara. I'm enjoying the new subject matter.

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  4. Ahhhh. Lots of summer love out there.

    Joanne, I'm enjoying the 'freedom.' So thank you.

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  5. Oh, I'm such a summer girl! Hot days and warm evenings that let you sit outside, or stand on the steps of the pool eating stonefruit that drips down your arms. I've just flown back to Aussie winter, and boy, it's COLD.

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  6. Amie, those hot days and evenings outside....mmmmmm. Having lived in the northern hemisphere my whole life, I can't wrap my head around June, July, and August being winter!

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  7. Lovely post. Your writing certainly perks and bubbles.
    I love summer too, when it's 70 degrees and sunny, but when it's 90 and humid, I find it exhausting. Truthfully, I love living in an area where we get to appreciate (though sometimes resent) all seasons.

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  8. There is truth in that, Iza, about the seasons. Maybe enduring winter makes summer shine that much more.

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