Summer.

I like how your sunshine left a very big sprinkling of freckles on my arms and all the way down to my fingers too.

I like how you gave us months of dreamy flowers, and busy bumble bees and butterflies flitting back and forth.

I like how I was brave enough to escape the dull and find the magic in my most favourite place.

I like how happy I felt at the beginning of your arrival and how I noticed the shift in my path.

I like how you were my most favourite year yet, even in such strange times.

I think for the first time I stopped. I looked. I smelled. I touched. I smiled.

I appreciated you.