Now, as an adult, I appreciate summer for different reasons. I love the way the long days seem to stretch out before me like a blank canvas, just waiting to be filled with colour and life. I enjoy the simple pleasures of summer – a walk through the park on a warm evening, a picnic in the garden, or a lazy afternoon spent reading a book in a hammock.
I’d walk home, squelching in my sneakers, dripping on the front mat. My mom would just shake her head, hand me a towel, and point to the bathroom. “You’re crazy,” she’d say. “All of you.” my favourite season summer
Summer is a sensory delight, particularly when it comes to food. It is the season of abundance. Markets burst with colors, offering the juiciest fruits of the year. The arrival of mangoes—the undisputed "king of fruits"—is a personal highlight. The act of eating a ripe, cold mango on a hot afternoon is a simple, primal pleasure that no other season can match. Beyond fruits, summer brings the relief of refreshing drinks—tall glasses of lemonade, sugarcane juice, and iced tea. Even the simple act of biting into a crisp watermelon feels like a celebration of the season. Now, as an adult, I appreciate summer for different reasons