Bonjour juillet

[Hello July]

The first night of July smelled like freshly-cut grass. We could hear planes over our heads and, at that exact moment, it reminded me the evening we spent sat on the sidewalk by the motorway. Watching cars go by in silence.

A few days later, I woke up to the sound of rain – of the storm kind – and Chinese pop songs. Rewinding time to last December, when all we did was to snuggle under a wool blanket, reading tales from other countries.

And this morning – or rather accurately, this (late) afternoon – we felt small as we were walking through the City to the loud bangs of St Paul’s Cathedral.

And this is what summer is about, really. No plans.

Except for biting into a cold watermelon wedge. And taking walks in the park, at the dusk. And making chocolate chip cookies by the dozen.

Oh yes, no plans at all. Just memories that will last forever. On a wall, in my mind.

What will the days ahead look like in your part of the world?

3 thoughts on “Bonjour juillet

  • A. July 13, 2011 at 6:05 pm

    Summer on a wall. That’s a concept I quite like ;)

  • Lucia July 16, 2011 at 10:58 am

    No plans. Except for making popsicles, watching old movies and kissing near a sunset full of jasmine scent.

    Ooooh that sounds like the perfect summer. Please, can I come over?

  • gladys July 30, 2013 at 8:47 pm

    Hugs with my sons

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