Tuesday, May 29, 2012

Almost summer

It doesn't seem possible that it's nearly summertime. 

What's that old saying about time marching on?

I don't know about marching, that seems too slow.  It's more like galloping, or careening, something much more hurried than marching.

Summer is a time of friends and family, of long nights at the beach, of bonfires and BBQ's, surf and swimming. And warm evenings, reveling in sunsets that last for hours. But mostly, what I look forward to, is making memories in the sunshine.