Finally, the days of pop sicles, short shorts and bikini tops. Going to the beach, grilling hot dogs and hamburgers, bon fires, the occassional alcohol beverage, pony tails and flip flops, side walk chalk and running through the sprinkler. It's summer my friends. I haven't had the time or energy to post anything recently, but here is to lost time under the sun with a good book in hand and the perfect tan.
July has been a sweet and cool soft patch of green grass. I lay sprawled out soaking in July. The hot, citrus sun with the sweet smell of freshly cut grass, dewed over by the long cool night floating carelessly through the light breeze. The smell of sulfer still lingers there somewhere in between deep breathes. It's the only thing left besides the memory of rainbows exploding against the black sky, the oh's and awe's still echo quietly in my mind. I'm very pleased to announce that this year there were no ambulances involved.
This post is short & sweet (much like me) I've got summer time activities to get back to. Until next time my dears!
