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| Summertime, And the livin' is easy Fish are jumpin' And the cotton is high... |
I have to be honest: summer is not my favorite season. You can blame the bloodthirsty mosquitoes or the sudden parade of insects that show up out of nowhere, or the humidity that leaves the southern air all hot and heavy.
But when I see a palette of color as fresh and cool as the aqua one above, I am forced to reconsider! Summer is also crisp linens on the line, ripe, juicy peaches, lemonade and sweet tea, daisies swaying in a rare breeze, and bare feet on warm concrete. A rush of cold water in the creek and air smoky with the promise of prize-winning barbecue...yes, let me reconsider!
