Summer is here, with its promise of blue skies, warm beaches, sweaty underwear, road trips, late night sunsets, fireworks, cricket on weekends, cold water showers and barbeques and beer with books on beanbags in the garden.
Summer has come dressed in green leaves and sunglasses, convertibles and sunroofs, basking in hammocks wearing short skirts and bikinis.
Summer is here with warm raindrops and dry winds, bushfires and camp fires, tents and portable stoves for heating up backed beans and stroganoff under clear starlit nights.
Summer is here promising Christmas with family, festivities, New Year revels and fragile resolutions.
Summer is here even though spring never came, and winter still lingers in the air. But summer is here, with her, and she smiles… and I smile back.
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