Tuesday, 28 November 2017
Summer is the itchy, hot sand in between my toes, the cold, salty water lifting my hair, the hot sun beats down on me making me sweat.
Summer is bumblebees landing on the soft flowers, girls in beautiful flowing dresses, the dolphins jump in and out of the sea leaving foamy bubbles.
Summer is the splash of the waves hitting the sand, the sizzle of the sausages on the Barbeque, the buzz of the bees flying around my head.
Summer is the smokey smell of the left over charcoal on the Barbeque, the smell of pollen flying through the air, the smell of the cool summer breeze.
Summer is the yummy sausages that came straight off the Barbeque, the taste of the cold, salty sea, the taste of the yummy frozen ice-cream as it hits your tongue.