First Five Fragments for Friday

Ah….summer. Clearly on my mind.

1. Stinkin’ hot summer nights make me feel sexy until I pass by a mirror….rats.

2. Hot humid air that presses against my skin makes me remember summers when I was a kid, being outside where my mother wasn’t….

3. Crickets sound more inviting in the dark

4. Lush monarda blooms around the 4th of July like fire works frozen on green stems

5. Languid hours and bare legs belong to July but so does frizzy hair just to keep things balanced

And your fragments are….?

Happy Canada Day. Happy July 4th. Find a beach.


2 comments

  1. As an adult, I find summer's long days more oppressive than liberating. As a child, more waking hours meant freedom to frolic. Now, it seems, they mean mostly more hours of work or to bemoan that I ought to be working but am not.


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