first day of summer - quotes and descriptions to inspire creative writing

Spring crossed the rubicon and so summer became. Profligate was she with nature’s most vivid inks, a master in the art of the synergistic pastiche. And so, within the largesse of gentle heat, within the tempered erratic days of rain, she became the very effigy of the licentious view. For what is aromatic poetry without a liberty or two? What is such visual splendour if bees should be marshalled and butterflies drilled? No! No! That won’t do! For summer is a freeform dance, an annual boogaloo!

Pavement-cracks flower-grinned beneath a blue sky, their shadows lightly dancing. Birdsong was maypole ribbons. Even the tree canopies did giggle. Dogs greeted in their wagging frenzy. Cats dozed in sunlit pools. Traffic kept its beach-wave percussion. Schools emptied. Playgrounds filled. Garden parties began, barbecues alight, aromas wafting. Come one, come all. Summer in the city had arrived.

With the first day of summer comes a lengthening my usual stride, as if somehow I am solar powered and my joy battery is recharging.

The first day of summer comes as a brilliant smile radiated from the heavens, one my soul returns on reflex.

On this first day of summer there is a sweetness to the laughter of the children, one that has been rising upon the spring tide, yet now comes to full vibrancy in these brilliant rays.

Upon this first day of summer I feel as if I opened a book, yet instead of words to greet my eyes, the pages rendered a soft and warming light.