July is an excelent month. there is somehting about the middle of summer. Lemonade still tates like it did on the first day, and your not quite to the point of bordem with summer yet. My dad’s favorite week of the year is the last week of July for that very reason. I would say that there is something magical about summer, but then as I began to think about it, there is a little magic in every season. But its summer time, so I’m going to ramble about that for a bit.
Summer is…
a hammock swinging in the shade, a warm breeze on your face, yellow sun, a half asleep dog, a blue-orange dragon fly by the pool, a 8-year-old’s laugh, a scabing knee, Arnold Palmer, the way an ice cream sandwich sticks to your fingers, a full moon shining on the beach, and strawberry pancakes.
I had never tried strawberry pancakes till this morning. I recomend that everyone try at least one in their life. That is of course unless you are allergic to strawberries, then don’t try one. Beacuse of the fact that the strawberries might give you hives or be the cause of your death. hmm…death by strawberry….
Yes, you have got to enjoy July. Say the word out-loud, and you can’t help but smile.
Posted by cathy on July 30, 2009 at 4:06 PM
I love the picture of the ice cream sandwich sticking to your fingers.