Summer is officially here and I’ve been thinking this week of all the things I associate with summer.
Before I go any further, let me clue you into something: summer is my fourth favorite season, so the things I associate with summer aren’t always happy. Like mosquitoes and gnats and sunburn and lethargy.
But summer has its good points, too, so not everything about it is unpleasant. For example, the best fruit of the whole year is ripe and local in summer. And I like to walk barefoot in the grass. And speaking of grass, is there any better smell than fresh-cut grass? And don’t forget the fireworks on the Fourth of July.
Interestingly, I went to a workshop at my local library a few years ago and the first writing prompt the instructor gave the class was to write down all the words we could think of that reminded us of summer. What came out of that class was actually the beginning of my novel Secrets of Hallstead House. It started out as a story that took place in the summertime, but as it began to take shape I felt it worked better if it took place during the fall.
I still have that list of all my summer words, though. Here are some of the happy things I wrote: going to the beach, hanging laundry outside, summer rains, nesting turtles, sangria, fresh tomatoes, watermelon, sprinklers, and fireflies.
But here are some other not-so-great things about summer, not all of which made it onto my list: that bitter smell of hot asphalt, bugs, humidity, bugs, sweat that drips in my eyes, ice cream that melts too fast, and bugs.
My post this week is short so you can get out there and enjoy your summer. But if you’re interested, here’s a writing prompt for you:
What is your favorite summer memory? I’d love to hear about it!
Until next week,
4 thoughts on “It’s Summertime!”
You and I feel the same way about bugs…
I used to love being a camp counselor during the summer. We would spend the entire day outdoors in the fresh air, and I always had a great time with the campers and fellow counselors. Ahhhh to be a blissfully tan teenager again.
I was a counselor at Girl Scout day camp once, and it was a lot of fun. I had totally forgotten about it and your comment reminded me–thanks! As for being a blissfully tan teenager, I wouldn’t know…I either had no color at all or a sunburn! Thanks for stopping by!
My favorite summer memory is when my family and I first got a dog, a few years ago. In the summer, I would go outside and just run around with her. Then we would sit under a tree for a bit, exhausted and hot, and have some ice cream. She would have the special ice cream made for dogs, which we got from a store near our house. I still do that, but not as mush as when she was a puppy, because now she likes to just run around in the bushes, in the back of my yard.
That’s a nice memory! It’s always great when a memory involves someone we love. Thanks for stopping by!