Growing up in Florida, I used to love summers. So many memories of a garage freezer full of popsicles, beach trips, swimming at Wakulla Springs, and "days out" with Mom, and afternoon thunderstorms made summers hands down the best. And when we were really lucky, fireflies in the backyard were a bonus. But the past few years, summers have kind of tanked.
So it has come as a COMPLETE surprise in the past few weeks when I've become obsessed with summer. Everything about it---popsicles, the rodeo (what?), sunglasses. You name it, I'm there.
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