“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
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Maybe it’s just me, but some places just seem to exude a particular atmosphere, one that especially suits one season or another.
