Girls of Summer

The weather hints of summer, but the calendar still says spring.

Still, we’re looking for fireflies, catching frogs, and dreaming of the beach (with memories of last summer).

I’ve heard of horse whisperers. But now I’ve met the one, the only, FROG whisperer.

The joys of childhood—the sand, the water, the sky….

I can already smell the salt air. And I’m hungry for a beach picnic under an umbrella.

Oh the things you can make with sand, water, and your own two hands.

Here’s to the approach of the longest day of the year and the anticipation of things to come.

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