Stuff I like about summer:

• There’s always the sound of animals, usually a lot of them. A variety. It feels alive.
• The grass is a really bright and beautiful green. It feels like it grew overnight. All the trees are different shades or green and all the branches and trunks and flowerbuds are diverse and cohesive. Like all the plants are the way they’re supposed to be, the time they’re awake, breathing. It’s like the opposite of congestion.
• Everything else is moving too - wind in trees and around us, noise of cars and lawnmowers and construction, clouds passing by, sun rising and gliding and falling. But it’s not overwhelming. Not orderly, really, but not total chaos either.
• The clouds are awesome (as in awe-striking). They’re almost impossible to see in daylight for how bright the sun is, and that makes them feel even bigger and more constant.
• It smells good. I don’t feel like I can smell anything inside, and outside there are a hundred different things that all smell like summer.
• I like the long days. I like that they force me to be conscious of how I’m using my time, because the night and time for sleep is short, and the day finally lasts longer than our energy. I like that I can breathe without feeling the hours slip by (I can still see them going, but it’s… it feels like I’m better ingrained). I like that the sun rises early and I can spend hours in the morning before anyone else is around, and that the evening is long and slow. I like being done my most focused work by two and that the world waits for that, that it’s still around and awake for hours more in honest full daylight.

Call me back in a month, when the mosquitoes strike and it’s held 27C plus for a week in a row…

But, it’s pretty nice, now. Kind of surprised none of the rest of us has… ever taken summer in a perspective like this, I guess. Boons of being plural and spending a lot of time around a naturey wolf dog, I guess.