We move into the sweet, warm days of summer. There will come a day -- or many days -- when I am standing in the subway sweating and feeling stifled by the heat, but tonight I am so grateful for this season. As much as I enjoy the autumn I can see winter at the next turn of the year, casting its shadow. But that's not the case in summer. There are no shadows in summer, only light. At this moment I feel that it will be an endless summer of long days and sunlight and lemonade. Intellectually I know summer doesn't go on forever, but on the longest day of the year I believe it does and I love that belief.
Wishing you a summer of lemonade and sunshine and time spent with those you hold most dear.