November Writings: The Smell of Summer

bubbly, bouncing girls, sun-kissed and smiling,
the waft of sunscreen applied and reapplied,
strawberry breath from a quick pause for a snack before diving back in

splashing and laughter, chlorine-perfumed air

or sand-covered toes and nearby grills cooking up summer feasts.

My girls love the water. Any water.

the smells of summer, of carefree joy, no schedules, swimming pools, beaches and picnics.

Oh, how I long for that simple time again.