the chosen season


Independence Day … bah! I don’t buy into the “America’s Birthday” thing but I admit there’s something to the fourth of July, because I always look forward to it a little bit. I think because it’s a sort of celebration of summer. For one weekend everyone’s just unabashedly sun burnt and half drunk, with watermelon juice dripping down the fronts of their shirts, and it’s a beautiful thing. With that said, here are my ten favorite things about summer, in no particular order:



June peaches

Clear water swimming holes

Fresh guacamole

Backyard mini-ramps

Gardens, both the vegetable and flower variety

Steamy nights refreshed by cool golden mornings

Meals eaten outside on the deck

Tecate, with lime

Lying very still in front of the fan because it’s too hot to do anything else