summer days

I've been thinking abotu several things lately.
One thing I began thinking about thanks to this lovely snow we continue to get : is how much I miss summer. I realized summer is basically the source of most all of my best memories. Memories from younger years, middle school years, teenage years, just years. I remember riding a big wheel up and down the sidewalk at our old house. I remember watching canoe races down the St. Joe River in my backyard, perched on top of a tractor tire that was buried in the ground but imagined to be my beautiful horse that was unusually stationary. I remember camping trips, going to the lake at 8 am to learn how to water ski; I remember visiting my grandma's house in Westland and going to the water park. I remember riding my bike to the lake with a boy, sitting under the stars, and staying out late at bonfires. I remember pool parties, beaches, late night phone conversations, and summer camps. Sleepovers 'til 4 am, nights at the lake, and playing soccer at 10 pm. And as I sit and think about summers and great memories, I am reminded that this is my last high school summer. And that after this, it's college. I have come up with a great advantage to being an optometrist though; I have to go to school for 8 more years rather than four. This means I have four extra summers than everyone else :D which means 8 more years of memories :D

I'm beyond ready for summer.