Even though I technically don’t have too much freedom during the summer (thank you, grown-up world) I still love the weekend spontaneity that happens in an instant. For me, summer means lying in the grass or on a hammock and getting lost in a good book. It means that I can get a naturally beautiful sun kissed tan. It means that baseball season is in full swing and that I get to watch my Yankees. It also means that it’s my bay’s birthday and that we get to celebrate. Summer is without a doubt one of my favorite times of year.
2. The beach!!! This has to be one of God’s most gorgeous creations. :o)