Responses from the street
The Brazil Times recently offered online responders the opportunity to tell us what their favorite part of summertime was.
Here are a few of the responses:
* Riding on the back of my husband's Harley.
The sunshine and the smell of fresh cut grass.
I also love to watch the little wants play in the pool -- posted by ibclean76;
* Planting and working the garden.
Nothing tastes better than food you've grown with your hands -- posted by GirlHouse;
* I know this sounds silly, but ONE of my favorite parts of summertime is the smell of newly mown hay.
I grew up on a farm and my siblings and I helped my dad put up hay in the summer.
Even though it was a hot job, I will never forget riding on top of the hay-filled wagon all the way home. Fun times! -- posted by kjswank;
* My favorite part of summertime is just about everything.
The warm summer breezes and the sweet summer rain that makes the crops grow. The smell of new mown grass and the scent of roses blooming at sunrise. I love to hear the Rooster crow in early dawn.
His song tells me this is another glorious day that God has given me to live and enjoy.
A day to make a friend smile or do something for another that is unable to do for their self. I love the sound of crickets and the frogs down at the pond in the evening.
Summertime is my favorite season because everything is green and fresh.
A time to kick off my shoes and go barefoot.
Summertime is the best time for picnics and county fairs, gathering of family and friends.
Summertime is like Christmas in July only better because these gifts are free -- posted by Sunset;
* My favorite part of summertime is when I go to visit my grandma, which I have done all my life.
We are over 500 miles away from each other and I have always been so close to her and enjoy her company so much.
She lives in Crawfordsville and I'm in West Virginia.
This year, I went to Indiana before I had planned, because my uncle died. When I came back home, I brought her with me.
She visited with Mom, which is her daughter, for about a month.
Then, as I had planned, off I went, back to Indiana, to Grandma's. This time was different though.
Grandma was with me this trip.
The worse thing about staying so long was leaving.
My grandma is 91 and it was, as it always has been, so hard to leave her. She still lives alone and is in good health.
It's just so hard to say goodbye so I didn't. I told her I would see her again, soon.
I've always been told that I'm a lot like my grandma. I just pray, when I'm her age, I will continue to be, just like Grandma -- posted by LindaLovins; and
* Forgot to add that this time, it was so nice to meet up with my first love.
The spark is still there!!! -- posted by LindaLovins.