Heat is sultry. Heat is memorable. Sticky and sweet, like a child enjoying a Popsicle. Summertime is when stories are born and shared. Colors are more vivid and feelings are stronger. Love swelters and conversations hang in the air. Friends and families gather and talk past twilight, swirling drinks and savoring cool desserts. Sunsets, vacations, and photographs.
Summer 2011, I am not ready to let you go.
