Yesterday we paused for a moment to remember all of the people who have sacrificed to allow our country to be free. While Memorial Day has significant meaning to our country, it also serves as the unofficial beginning of summer. These warm days (ok, in Southern Louisiana, they are hot way before the Memorial Day) are beloved by many for an assortment of reasons. Here is a little bit about what summer means to me.

summer means happy mindset

Long, warm days.

Breezy nights.

Bright sun.

Summer thunderstorms.

Slow down.

School is out.

No school zones.

Swimsuits and beach towels.

Sunglasses and sunscreen.

Long slip-n-slides.

Spritzing sprinklers.

Playing poolside.

Swimming parties.

Pesky mosquitoes.

Smell of freshly cut grass.

Charcoal BBQ.

Juicy burgers.

Grilled veggies.

Dewy tomatoes.

Crisp cucumbers.

Sweet watermelon.

Spicy jalapenos.

Perfect peaches.

Bursting blueberries.

Iced tea (unsweetened, of course).

Cool lunches.

Quick suppers.


Crickets and frogs.


Road trips.


Sand between the toes.

Breathtaking sunsets.

Friends and family.

Summer reads.

Day dreams.

Purely relaxing.

Despite the sometimes dreadful heat, I’m a southern gal. Even with 100 degree weather and 90% humidity for months at a time I wouldn’t change a thing about our summers. To me, they are perfect.

What is your favorite thing about summer?