Summer seems here now, hot and sunny, just as we love it to be. I wish this weather could last all year long. I love this imaginary world my children live in. It's wild and free and seeing them happy makes me feel so content. I may have two feet in the grave in the winter, but summertime comes and it's suddenly very exquisite here. I sit on the porch in my rocking chair at night after the littles have gone to bed and I watch the clouds chasing the sunset. The air comes straight off the mountain in the evening and I remember back to summer twothousandfive when I truly fell in love with this town. I couldn't get over how the trees smelled when the sun went down. I was smitten.
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There are some days when I think I'm going to die from an overdose of satisfaction --salvador dali
Summer.
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