bike rides and popsicles

summertime is delicious. stretching late with amber hues rising early to bathe the garden in yellow rays, its brilliant blue eyeball smiling down, warm. summertime is bike rides with no hands, smoky fires, digging into the sand making castles digging up dandelions growing flowers digging deep into daytime finding joy. summertime is water fights popsicles sweat and suntan lotion. summertime is poolside conversation splashing like children making waves finding ways to stay up just a little bit longer. summertime is here.