Summer is flip flops, and sandals, and bare feet.
Summer is lemonade at lunch and margaritas at sunset.
Summer is maxi skirts and tank tops, shorts and that comfy Diet Coke tshirt, and plenty of floaty dresses.
Summer is the pool AND the beach–and lots of conditioner for your hair afterwards.
Summer is long evenings on the patio talking while the sun goes down.
Summer is grilled…everything.
Summer is brightly colored toenails.
Summer is fresh tomato slices, with just a sprinkle of salt (or some mozzarella, basil, & balsamic if you’re feeling fancy).
Summer is fair food and rides that whip your hair around while you laugh and laugh.
Summer is fans, fans, fans, fans, until you can’t stand it anymore and break out the portable AC.
Summer is taking the comforter off the bed at night.
Summer is a sweater for the office AC.
Summer is baby powder at the beach, but still coming home with sand everywhere anyway.
Summer is freckles and tan lines, no matter how much I fight them.
Summer is bubbles on the balcony.
Summer is an inflatable kiddie pool to wear out the kid and to cool off the parents.
Summer is streaming TV shows because there’s nothing on.
Summer is sunscreen. Lots and lots of sunscreen.
Summer is Otter Pops and Drumsticks and chasing the ice cream truck (even if the kid’s not home).
Summer is my favorite.
Prompt from Bring Back the Words, Week 2.