Dear Summer

Dear Summer, I'm not ready for you to leave.

I'm not ready for shorter days, sweaters, and falling leaves.

On Saturday, I experienced a summer day of all summer days.  I never wanted it to end.  It's not just that it was summer, it was all the nostalgic emotions that come with it. It was that mutual feeling with friends that we can stay out a little later, swim longer in the ocean, linger for just a few moments more at brunch, all because of summer.

We woke up and hiked on the beach, and then ran into the ocean and swam the better part of the afternoon away.  We drove up the coast through Malibu to a winery to snack on cheese, crackers, and cabernet sauvignon.  We moved slowly, without rush, telling stories, singing in the car, and stopping on the side of the road to take pictures just because.  The plan was that there was no plan as long as we were together.

It didn't matter really what it was, just as long as we were together.  These are the summer days that I hope not to forget, and that I'm not ready to say good bye to.

Summer, please please stay just a little while longer.



Summer Days

Summer seems to be slipping through my fingers. I want to hold onto it as long as I can, but August is here which means before we know it fall will be upon us.

Let's make memories today, and do something we can't do in the winter.

What do you say?

“And so with the sunshine and the great bursts of leaves growing on the trees, just as things grow in fast movies, I had that familiar conviction that life was beginning over again with the summer.”  F.Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby