“Summer was on the way; Jem and I awaited it with impatience. Summer was our best season: it was sleeping on the back screened porch in cots, or trying to sleep in the tree house; summer was everything good to eat; it was a thousand colors in a parched landscape; but most of all, summer was Dill.” ―Harper Lee, To Kill a Mockingbird
This is one of my favorite lines from a book I love to revisit from time to time. It captures the essence of my favorite season.
Growing up, summertime was:
ice cream cones with sprinkles,
vacations at the beach,
climbing aboard the air conditioned Bookmobile,
staying in the pool with my best friend until our fingers wrinkled,
reading The Boxcar Children and Nancy Drew,
fresh corn on the cob,
and pesky mosquito bites.
What’s your favorite summertime memory?