I know I spend a lot of time rambling about how much I dislike the current season, but I've found myself repeating the same process nearly every evening in the last month, and it's actually something I thoroughly enjoy.
Every evening, as the sun is setting, I've found myself in the backyard, reading, roaming, and/or lounging in a hammock. It's stereo-typically picturesque, but I've really been loving it.
Don't get me wrong, there's always a part of me that can't wait for the ability to wrap up in a blanket out in the hammock, but I'll take what I can get.
These evening moments are getting me through Summer. Thanks nature.