I’ve forever been a morning person. Sure, it’s harder when the mornings are dark and cold but I’ve always been drawn to those quiet hours before the world stirs. In the summer months I’m in my element as it starts to get light at 4.30am and my day can start at 6am with the sun shining and the birds singing. But lately, with this insane heatwave we’ve been having, summer nights have stolen my heart.
As the stars begin to linger and the last of the day becomes the golden hour, it’s as though that warm summer breeze blows in a whole host of nostalgia with it. Summer nights always take me back to two eras in my life . The first was when I was little and I’d have to go to bed at 7pm kicking and screaming freckled from the day and feeling a sense of disservice that it was still light as I brushed my teeth and reluctantly snuggled down.
The second is as a teenager, when you live for those six week holidays and spend every minute with your girlfriends. Those magical evenings when the sun would set and you’d still be sitting in the grass listening to your favourite tunes, putting the world to rights, moaning about boys and planning how to steal your parents liquor cabinet! As a nostalgic soul, I still re-visit those summer nights as a 30-year old occasionally by playing those songs that take me back and laugh to myself about the adolescent antics we would get up to.
With a summer on home soil, there’s something about summer nights that make me want to stay up until there isn’t a glimmer of the day left. Whether it’s going for a post-dinner walk in the fields and watching the burnt orange sky disappear or laying my head out of the passenger car window on the way home from the beach, letting the warm breeze tangle my salty hair and the fields pass me by.
As an adult my summer nights are slightly different from those evenings walking through the fields with my girl squad. Toff and I will always eat dinner outside as much as possible, usually with the windows open, Otis Redding playing with a few candles scattered around our walled garden and a bottle of red on the go. It’s my idea of a perfect evening at home during those warmer months and, as much as I love all of the seasons, it’s moments like that that make me wish for an endless summer.
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