What is it about summer?
Why is it that there is less tension in my shoulders and more moisture on my skin?
Everywhere I look there is beauty and life (in fact, I am watching a butterfly drink nectar from a very mature, sweet smelling lilac flower in my neighbour’s garden as I pause to write this)
My ears are filled with the delicious sound of birdsong and the rustle of leaves in the trees.
The days are long, the air is warm, there is water for swimming and gardens for greening.
Everything expands and there is greater ease.
Is it just me?
What’s not to love?
I have a memory of being a small child and changing into my pyjamas after supper after a long, happy day of sun and water. It was a loose fitting, flowy nightie and I had a plastic swing tied by ropes to a tree in front of our cottage. I went outside on my own with no shoes on my feet and swung on the swing without a care in the world! I felt unbelievably free and satisfied with everything exactly as it was. So simple and yet so perfect.
A warm Summer evening, a comfortable cotton nightie, a swing in the front of a house, the safety of a family nearby…. this is as good as it gets. Is this why I love summer so much?
All hail summer!