“Summer was our best season: it was sleeping on the back screened porch in cots, or trying to sleep in the treehouse; summer was everything good to eat; it was a thousand colors in a parched landscape..“ Clipstone
To Kill a Mockingbird, Harper Lee
“Fell into a sea of grass
And disappeared among
The shady blades.
Children all ran over me
Screaming tag! You are the one!”
Summertime Rolls, Jane’s Addiction
“Wake up, it’s a beautiful morning,
Feel the sun shining for your eyes.
Wake up, it’s so beautiful,
For what could be the very last time..”
Wake Up Boo, The Boo Radleys
Maybe it’s just me, but some places just seem to exude a particular atmosphere, one that especially suits one season or another.