When I think of summer, I conjure images of lazy afternoons spent in bed, just reading. Or days on the beach with my cousins, catching waves and getting darker by the day. I remember meeting with friends and drinking until dawn. I guess I’ve never really gotten over the feeling of nostalgia that summer brings. And that’s why it has always been my favorite time of year. Something different happens during these months, there’s a palpable change in the air, a softening of light, a slowness in things. I love it. And as a result, the boy and I and some friends have jump-started our summer with trips to the beach and have more plans for the next two months. I hope you enjoy yours, too!