Summer.

It’s hot. Sweat crawls in all of my crevices like ants scrambling around an ant hill. As I walk to the car to pick up the girls from school, sprinklers invade the pathways. The light streams of water kiss my ankles and feet as I flip-flop by.

I picture children running through rainbow arches of water, in bathing suits, with their arms out like the blades of a lawn mower cutting through grass. And for a split second, I feel cooler.

Water droplets on my feet and I can appreciate the heat of the encroaching season. Simple pleasures of childhood, popsicles and sprinklers, mark the beginning of summer.

School is almost over. One more week.

Author: AshleyKagaoan

Ashley Kagaoan is a wife, mother, writer, & yogi. She resides in Southern California with her family. Ashley writes poetry and self-help messages. She is currently studying to become a certified health coach through the Institute of Integrative Nutrition.