I love tangled, colorful gardens full of veggies and zinnias.
I love celebrating birthdays.
I love catching up with old friends and meeting new ones.
I love journaling every other day, whether my words are eloquent or not.
I love shooting in film and being able to remember every single frame I shot.
I love long road trips and watching Kansas pass by my window, listening to Relient K and dreaming like crazy.
I love camping trips and the mountains and the way the stars look up there.
I love chasing my goals and dreams and making them happen.
I love hanging out with my favorite baby boy and watching him giggle and grin.
I love froyo dates with friends and reading junior high letters and laughing so loud that everyone stares at us.
I love adventuring to our secret tree, tromping through waist-high grass, talking about God, and eating biscuit cookies. (I’ve got about six dozen battle scars from this particular adventure… I must’ve been sitting in a tick nest or something.)
I love taking nighttime adventures to the City, telling random stories, listening to new music, and sometimes to the silence.
I love watching old shows and reading children’s books and escaping to the back porch and making memories.
What do you love about summer?