Mutterances

I miss the days when summer vacation meant sleeping in until whenever–without feeling guilty or having anyone suggest you should. I miss the days when summer vacation meant hanging out with friends doing something or nothing or sitting around doing nothing but talk about doing something. I miss the days when summer vacation meant belly tops, flip flops, water rafts, late nights and sweet dreams. I really do. Don’t you too?

Don’t you feel very strongly that beach umbrellas should never cast shade on an empty chair? Or that carefree toes wriggling in warm, turquoise water should reflect the human spirit? Sandcastles don’t have to be built in the sky, however blue it may be. And long lazy walks by day should always lead to softly whispered talks at night.

Summer vacation means putting the top down, putting your feet up, and putting your game face away. The nights are warm and the drinks are cold. Thirst never felt so good. Holding hands is in. Stress is out. Sunshine feel good is as contagious as smiling.

I miss the days when summer vacation meant road trips without fear of gas hikes, and when lemonade didn’t need alcohol to make you happy. I miss the days when summer vacation meant pan fried fish you caught, cleaned and cooked yourself over a campfire grill next to a pup tent in which you could later curl up like a carefree kitten. I really do. Don’t you too?

Tell me what you miss about summer….