Colours of Summer the way I love them, a soft and tender green playing together with a pastel blue and an interesting peach. The scene is set, I am ready for Summer having forgiven the fact that Spring here, was just a wetter version of Winter.
Growing up close to the Atlantic Ocean, diving in the waves while trying to keep on my bathing suit was keeping me busy all summer long. This was how and where I learned to swim.
Such a powerful energy comes from the vast ocean always refreshing, replenishing my dulled senses. I love the taste of the sea air on my tongue and the way it sticks to my hair in white strands of dried up salt.
Writing about it sure got me dreaming. Who knows, we might go soon and wet our feet in the Pacific Ocean.