I have a confession to make. I don't really like summer. I love having the summer off with my children. I love sleeping in. But I don't love shaving my legs or exposing my ever veinier and pastier legs to the public. I don't like mosquitoes. I don't like sweating.
But in all fairness to summer, there are a few things I love about it. For starters... strawberries.
Flowers against an early evening sky.
A fresh peach in my little girl's hand.
Jumbo crunchy cucumbers.
And this beautiful guy. We watched him go from egg to tadpole to golden georgeousness.
So farewell beautiful summer. I know I'll be glad to see you again. But for now, bring on dry skin, goosebumps, and total leg coverage for a good four months.