Summer Days

 

This is what the Lake looked like yesterday morning. Very placid. No wind. Not much boat activity. Summer's here.
Last week was the first really warm week we've had this summer and since Friday we have been having perfect summer days. By that I mean days when I can wear little and pretty much live outside and lay around in the sun or in the Lake anytime I feel like it. Walking through the house in the early morning with all the windows and doors open and fresh air filling the place is like floating in air.
This feeling of freedom, of weighing nothing, of being lifted by the air, is why summer is my favorite season. I find myself often thinking of God around me and in me, lifting me, making me free.