Watermelon. Ice cream cones. Tennis. Bicycling to feel the whooooosh of wind on your face. Brunch guests. Flowers so extraordinary in color it's almost ridiculous. Adventure walks. Bulldozers. Iced coffee. Nachos in the sun. Homemade orange-mango-banana smoothies. Sticky afternoons that fade into cool evening breezes.
In the loveliest sense, it was summer on our skin. Normally, I'm not one to rush the seasons, but damn, I can barely contain my excitement for the months ahead.