Dear Summer

Dear Summer,

This is why I love you: sunshine, warm nights, soft white t-shirts, crickets chirping at night, champagne on my balcony, roses in full bloom, the smell of the ocean, the colours of the beach, denim shorts, vintage sun-dresses, wearing sultry summer fragrances, bare legs and sandals, fluorescent sunsets, long days, raspberry icypoles, pineapple and strawberries and apricots, retro bathing suits, halter-necks and tanned shoulders, frangipani scented streets, young people in love, old people in love, vanilla ice-cream, parties on front porches, lying under shady green trees, watching boats drift over water, bright nail polish, silk camisoles, trips to lighthouses, breakfast on the patio, Jacaranda trees in full violet bloom, baby birds at dawn, cool breezes filtering through open windows, the smell of freshly watered gardens, the smell of freshly cut grass, the sound of lawn mowers on the weekend, jasmine flowering in old laneways, dewy gleaming skin, salty hair after swimming, the incomparable blue of the sky.

Love,

The Beauty Philosopher. xx

*Top image by Angela Lewis.