...which requires periods of supplication at the altar of the oscillating fan, having mowed the front yard before moving on to the back.
When my lips taste salty and my skin feels sticky from sweat and bug repellent.
Finding myself praying for rain (yet adding "conditions" to the prayer...a bit of lightning and thunder would be nice, but please no hurricane force winds or marble sized hail...thanks).
Anticipating fireflies (why are they not here yet??).
When the garden starts to really catch on, plants seeming to grow by inches overnight, buds swelling and popping, bees ecstatic on floral nectar.
I can't say that summer is my favorite season, but I enjoy the experience of its unique qualities...sounds, smells, light...a sense of freedom...muscles relaxed in the heat...heart opening to the moment. It's a good time to fall in love, I think...with a person, place or thing.
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