summer is my jean skirt, which i pulled out today for the first time this season. summer is living in my chacos, which i noticed today are worse for their three years wear. summer is blue skies with puffy clouds overhead as i drive down the highway.
"Summer was on its way; Jem and I awaited it with impatience. Summer was our best season: it was sleeping on the back screened porch in cots, or trying to sleep in the treehouse; summer was everything good to eat; it was a thousand colors in a parched landscape; but most of all, summer was Dill."
- Scout
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