I don't know about you, but I am having a glorious summer.
The summer to end all summers.
I've been quiet about it, only because I've been lapping it up, stuffing my face with it, rolling around in it, sucking the marrow out of it. Which leaves very little time for writing about it. Really good revelling can be a full time job.
Can you believe the photo I got last night?
I've been bragging about it ever since I took it. I especially like the light of the fireworks shining through Ethan's ears and off Savannah's hair.
Glorious. There is no other word for it.