I love each of the four seasons for different reasons 🌸🌞🍂⛄. But there's something about summer that brings back childhood memories and nostalgia in a way the other seasons don't. Perhaps it's because of the long school holidays (school was never my favourite place to be). I associate summer with afternoons spent reading in the garden, when the grass was cool and the sun was warm, discovering new characters and the worlds they inhabited.
After a mini-heatwave in the UK last week, temperatures have returned to normal, and I've been able to take my laptop and a new book outside, splitting my time between reading and writing. The perfect afternoon in fact.
Today's blog post brings together a few quotes that capture my feelings toward this beautiful season. I hope you're enjoying the time of year wherever you are in the world right now, and thank you very much for visiting my blog today ❤.
“Summertime is always the best of what might be.”
― Charles Bowden
“Rest is not idleness, and to lie sometimes on the grass under trees on a summer's day, listening to the murmur of the water, or watching the clouds float across the sky, is by no means a waste of time.”
― John Lubbock
“Today was about chasing sun-rays, beach waves, & sunsets. All things beautiful that give you peace are worth chasing. Everything else isn't.”
― April Mae Monterrosa
“Summers had a logic all their own and they always brought something out in me. Summer was supposed to be about freedom and youth and no school and possibilities and adventure and exploration. Summer was a book of hope. That's why I loved and hated summers. Because they made me want to believe.”
― Benjamin Alire Sáenz
“The earth had donned her mantle of brightest green; and shed her richest perfumes abroad. It was the prime and vigour of the year; all things were glad and flourishing.”
― Charles Dickens
“Oh, the summer night, has a smile of light, and she sits on a sapphire throne.”
― Bryan Procter
“And so with the sunshine and the great bursts of leaves growing on the trees, just as things grow in fast movies, I had that familiar conviction that life was beginning over again with the summer.”
― F. Scott Fitzgerald
“I remember that summer we walked up the hill, sat atop on the rocks with time to kill; I felt the colors enter my veins: warm light-pink shining golden rays; if there was a hue for happiness, I'm sure I saw it with you then.”
― Aditi Babel
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