I’m a sucker for twinkle lights.
Don’t you think a smattering of twinkle lights on a patio, a roof deck, around a tree…just make an evening outside? I do.
And now that the heat is turned up, and I’ve surrendered myself to it, an evening by the grill and a picnic table in a flowy cotton dress with cucumber water in hand sounds pretty awesome.
I realized something after our scortcher of a weekend in DC: minus the humidity I’m really good with heat. Clearly my upbringing in Arizona helped with that.
It’s nearly August though, and Summer is zipping by us and I’m already worried that I haven’t enjoyed enough “Summer-ness.”
Not enough pool parties, sticky walks with lightning bugs and dewy glasses of wine on the roof. Between all that and some summer produce – insanely juicy tomatoes for example – I think I can squeeze in just enough Summer to make me happy.
frijolita 
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