An ode to Summer

Living in San Diego, Summer doesn't mean much weather wise. It's gorgeous year round.

But there is a difference in the ambiance during the Summer months. The beach calls you, the delicious smoke from charcoal barbeque's fills the air. Coconut scented sun block seems to never leave your nose.
San Diegans make their way to their favorite beach spots. We always made our way to Sea World.

Summer in Southern California means swimming, 4th of July get togethers and riding the Big Dipper in Belmont Park.

There's quite a difference in the "feel" of Summer in Georgia. I've come to love and appreciate this difference, even though I've only experienced one Southern Summer.

Here, Summer means humidity. A strong musty smell from the abundant trees mix with honeysuckle. The sky is clear, but Thunderheads constantly sit on the horizon.
A Summer thunderstorm is constantly in the forecast.

The wildlife is constantly chattering, after staying dormant for the Winter months. The baby chipmunks have emerged. The birds are hungry for seeds.
And the cherry on top? Lightening bugs. They slowly begin to flicker in the dusk hours.

Today I feel optimistic about the approaching season. I'm soaking up the rays and only slightly missing the beach.

Here's to Summer in the South!