I'm biking home from work. The air is hot and thick, like some large fire breathing dragon is huffing and puffing down on me. I stop at a busy intersection for the red light and I can hear the intro to AC/DC "Thunderstruck" playing full blast though the open window of the white pick up truck beside me. I try to behave but the jam takes over and I'm bopping my head to the guitar riff. I kinda hope the light stays red so I can enjoy the tune!
The light changes; green means go! At the next intersection I stop again. Seems a good looking young lad in a car is checking me out. He's not. Beside me is a leggy blond with shorts shorter than mine on roller blades and born about 40 years after I landed on earth. The light changes and off we go, me on the bike, leggy blond in the short, short shorts on skates.
Still summer is when I got game! I thrive in it.
I'm warm from fingers to toes
The sun comes out to play earlier and likes to hang out longer.
Every week seems there is a gift from the ground of fresh produce.
At a local farm stand there are local cherries. I have only $10 left of my allowance but I gladly spend $5 of it on some of these ruby red gems.
Strawberries took a while to get started but they are here now. I pop one in my mouth, warmed from the sun and juicy-sweet. It confirms what I've suspected for sometime; that there are strawberries in heaven and my sister Heidi is quite likely enjoying them.
Dinners involve salads and fresh vegetables and at all costs, eaten outside.
Fireflies blink, blink in the twilight, playing their version of Marco-Polo! in the garden.
My Mini Cooper MiCi is warm and responsive.
It's Summer time. It's a Green time and Green means go!
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