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Tuesday, June 21, 2005
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Summer is a place.
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Summer is a place. It holds the prospect of new adventure. School's out for the year and you take an annual trip to the beach or go camping. You spend time with your grandparents, aunts, uncles, and cousins.I remember the summer I learned to swim. And the summer I learned to ride a bike. The summer I spent in Pennsylvania by myself, visiting family. The summer I spent in Florida. And, more recently, the summer I learned to drive. Each summer is a new discovery, a new adventure with each day that comes along, each corner that you turn.
I remember when I was little, feeling the hot air blow across the top bunk of the bed that my sister and I shared. Pushing the covers off as I lay awake in bed after a long day of doing nothing in particular, and plot the next day's adventures, wishing summer would never end. But even though every summer has an end, each new summer comes along with a warm breeze or the flickering lights of the fireflies or the soft glow of the moonlight through the bedroom window or any familiar sight or sound to trigger a flood of memories of all the summers you spent growing up.
Welcome to summer!
FACT:In the Northern Hemisphere the longest day and shortest night of the year occur on this date, marking the beginning of summer. For several days before and after each solstice, the sun appears to stand still in the sky, i.e., its noontime elevation does not seem to change from day to day. |
posted by cori
6/21/2005 08:18:00 PM
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| The ShugaBowl |
| Sounds like some kind of sports thing, but in reality, the ShugaBowl is just a little hideaway for me, Sugarcube herself, to let loose my thoughts and occasional creativeness. |
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