Summer is my favourite time of the year, excluding when the weather randomly decides to be spontaneous and we have a week of rain. "Raining cats and dogs" would be a good quote to use for the English weather that we get occasionally, well.. more than occasionally.
I'm more excited for the times down the beach with friends, family and others and the long morning walks where the grass is still wet and the water causes the grass to glitter in the sun light. Once your feet leave the ground to take another step in the desired direction, it leaves an indentation causing the glitter of water to frame the trail of your footsteps...
Beach days are the highlights of summer and probably one of my personal best memories. Running along the beach and playing football with a slight breeze and feeling the spray of the waves and the heat from the sun is beyond perfect in my eyes. However, one of the best/worst part of the beach seeing the water reflect the sunlight, causing the water to have a heavenly reflection and entices you into it to paddle. Although this can cause the occasional times when you misinterpret a rock for a mound of sand, about the size of an eleven year old rucksack, (Massive if you are wondering the size.) Stump your toe and cry for the poor toe that is suffering due to the stupidity of looking into the light, or the naivety of thinking it's something it isn't - It's happened to me countless amounts of times, as I'm sure it has happened to you.The beach is one of my favourite places too go, this is because I can go street surfing with my head phones plugged in and make my own personal music video - It happens with everyone who plugs headphones in and looks out the window when it is raining feeling like Warwick Avenue by Duffy. Swimming is another highlight, the sea isn't so cold as to get numbing pains, it's the perfect temperature to splash around attempting to look like an Olympic champion but looking like a duck who is possibly drowning. Or just mess around paddling and running on the beach, unfortunately for my friend it would consist of everyone running after him trying to trip him and then it would soon turn onto the next victim.
The beach brings back memories of my cousins and I often taking weekend trips to the beach and running over the patches of sand trying not to stump our little, vulnerable toes and carry on skipping into the sea until the sea hits our legs from underneath us and causes us to fall flat on our face in the water, if that didn't happen then we would all be 'doggy paddling' paddling after them until they panicked and tripped.
The walks are another things that are the second most enjoyable part of summer. the mornings are cool and gradually heat up into a searing heat, so much so that you could probably cook a egg on the path. - If you had inserted under-floor heating and turned it up to maximum and also waiting for at least six hours before it is fully cooked (the troubles of England).The walks are perfect when the fields are abandoned, it is basically just you in touch with nature. No cars, bikes or people. Only the wind in the trees and animals - Often birds, occasionally cows. - The morning dew still on the floor waiting to have a foot imprint that will last until the sun has caused it to evaporate. Its a whole new, different experience to standing on frosty grass that gives a delightful crunch. In contrast, summer grass causes a familiar and an exciting bounce to your step.
The most addictive part of Summer is the never ending sun. The sun sets around 10pm and even then it's light and warm and welcoming. Sitting outside during the night and seeing the stars slowly emerge is the highlight of the day and the perfect way to finish the night.
My excitement currently is indescribable and I'm dreaming about icecream.
~Soph.
