My countless summer loves

It will be summer in just a heartbeat, and I can smell the salt of the  ocean and the sweet scent of the frangipani trees.

I am jumping on a social media trend this week because I am nothing if not a good follower and cheerleader in life.

Popular poet Andrea Gibson wrote  A List Of Things I Love before she passed away this year. Here goes my list.

I love a can of Coke with a red-striped paper straw in it. I love tiny pansies raging out of cracks in the ground in my garden.

I love how my dogs do actual pirouettes upon my return when I leave the house for just minutes to check the mailbox. I love prawn rolls. I really love prawn rolls.

I love white bread with fresh roast chicken swimming in mayonnaise. I love this time of year when we can swim before and after work.

I love my son’s tiny hands. I love my daughter’s perfect blonde curls. I love actual linen napkins. I love mustard.

I love doing Wordle with my son. I love the first smell of coffee in the morning. I love drinking that coffee in a quiet house with all my babes asleep, just before the sun comes out for the day.

I love yellow and orange and mustard. I love the smell of fresh washing. I love a really good margarita. I love old records.

I love warm garlic bread and cold Frosty Fruit iceblocks. I love finding toy cars in my handbag. I love Summer Roll sweets. I love reading people’s tattoos on their arms. I love the thrill of every new book, knowing it will take me away.

I love libraries. I love Taylor Swift’s new song called Opalite. I love broken shells as they remind me that life is hard but still beautiful. I love typewriters. I love fresh mint. I love Netflix. I love Friday nights at home. I love that you read to the end.