I may be one of the few adults who loves summer. It's true. I spend my days at a computer, typing and reading away instead of lounging on the beach, but I still love it. Most of my happiest memories occurred during the summer. From long days spent at the beach with my mom, sister and brother, happily snacking on pepperoni and string cheese (and nearly melted Red Vines) to spending the entire day spent in our above ground pool, making up game after game with my white-blonde hair turning green. Time seems to stand still in the summer, even as an adult. It becomes simpler ... at least for me. Nights spent outdoors with a good cocktail in hand, carrying on the carefree conversations only summer can bring about .. well that's just the absolute best feeling I can think of.
Make it a conversation about books and I'm just as happy as can be.