My walk in the mid-afternoon sun was a time for me to clear my head. As I walked along I let my mind wander. I was drifting with the warm sun on my face and suddenly, out the corner of my eye, there was a flash of color. I stopped and looked and written in large letters, one letter per sidewalk block, was the word summer. Six letters, six blocks, different colors bright and shining in the sun. The large letters were written with colored chalk. I smiled as I saw in my mind’s eye the child who wrote the word. I was still smiling as I crossed the driveway and there in front of the next house on the sidewalk, repeated in different colors, with flowers and embellished letters, was the word summer. Now my smile was wide and I thought I could see the neighborhood children nearly giddy with joy and delight writing summer.
I walked on and arrived at my destination, the park. As I walked around the outside of the park, I saw a bicycle and a scooter parked next to a tree. I looked up and saw two children, a boy and a girl, climbing a large pine tree, barefoot and smiling, giggling and talking. They were walking on the tree limbs, defying gravity, full of joy, and I thought of the word summer. Behind the tree some older boys were beginning a sandlot baseball game. Again I thought it’s summer!
Write a story about summer. Write about a summer past or present. Write about the moment when you wanted to take a piece of chalk and write the word summer to proclaim that it had arrived. Write about climbing a tree, playing baseball, and the freedom that comes from summer. Write about running barefoot and the smell of new mown grass. Write about summer!