The luxury of all summer's sweet sensation is to be found when one lies at length in the warm, fragrant grass, soaked with sunshine, aware of regions of blossoming clover and of a high heaven filled with the hum of innumerous bees.
~Harriet E. Prescott, The Atlantic Monthly, August 1865
Summer has arrived! Although written a hundred and fifty years ago, the above words convey a memory of summer still relevant and familiar today; a timeless experience of those somnolent summer afternoons spent in the outdoors. Can't you just smell the sun-warmed grass and see the endless depths of a blue sky receding upward and outward in all directions?
Summer seems to be a season in which our memories occur almost exclusively outdoors, with nature playing a central role: the picnics and parties, the sports and hikes and festivals, the lazy evenings spent in shady backyards. My own summer memories involve early mornings spent in dew-wet horse pastures, and picnic table dinners on the back deck, shivering in the cool evening breeze as the waving hemlock, maple, and cottonwood trees tickled the underbelly of those high blue heavens.
Let's look forward to a long summer filled with cool breezes, warm sunshine, cheerful birdsong... and a little rain, because let's face it: we miss it when it's gone!
What memories say "summer" to you? Feel free to share in the comments below!