The morning chorus of birdsong.
The smell of new-mown grass.
Baby "everythings"!
Flowers, wild and domesticated.
Fireflies.
Long, long days.
Gin and tonics (somehow, G&T's don't work at all in November)
Harvesting the first potatoes.
Things I dislike about Summer:
The morning chorus of birdsong: Please, a little quiet at 4 a.m. I'm trying to sleep!!
Mosquitos, blackflies and deerflies -- in fact, anything that bites or sucks blood.
Humidity....
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