Here comes the sun... ☼

Hats and scarves are discarded for flip-flops, and sunglasses. The thick blanket of white, that once caused shivers up your spine, is now revised to the greenest blades of grass swaying with the wind. The thin layer of frost that was configured on the edges of the bedroom window has transformed to rays of sunlight beaming across the floorboards. The relentless coverage of grey snow-clouds prepared to release troublesome blizzards is now a carefree environment. The calendar marks June 19th. Sound familiar? It’s the commencing of the summer holidays.

To each of us, when we hear the word summer it re-encounters old memories, and past experiences associated with the season. I know when I hear the word summer; it literally makes me wish that the frigid endless winter days would be replaced by cloudless skies, and high readings on the thermometer.

Even with the chance of rain in the summer, the light showers or thrilling thunderstorms aren't so negative compared to the bitter gusts of December wind. Once the sun peeks through from the overcast sky, a wondrous arch of colours stretches far above. The atmosphere is vivid and lively, of delicate flowers, and the greenest leaves upon the tallest trees. Surrounding you is a domain of freedom and sunshine.

No homework. No tests. No stress. However, instead the leisurely liberation to sleep in, hang out with friends and most importantly, RELAX. During my summers, the days are comprised of many varied activities. From chilling by the pool, to interesting days at camp (not quite positive ones), to surfing at the beach, to yes, dare I say, shopping. A huge factor in the enjoyment that comes along with summer is the aspect of spending valuable time with family and friends. This includes many uncalled adventures such as family vacations, or amusing reminiscences of times spent with friends. The days pass from one to another each bringing on a new experience.

At the beginning, it felt that before us lay countless days of smiles and bliss, however those days were limited. The calendar now marks the last day. The seasons joy has come to end, only to uncover those once tossed hats and mitts, the greenest leaves now tumbling before me, and the hope to be free. It will be a matter of time until the crisp autumn breeze is once again the distinguished days of summer.