Perfect summer days.

It's perfect summer days like this that remind me of mornings in my mother's bedroom. She always kept her window open, and whenever there was a nice breeze going, it made you feel lighter in a way. Maybe it was the blue color of her room, or the billowing curtains that you swore stretched to the door when the wind hit. Or maybe it's the smell of safety and comfort, and the feeling of 'home' you get when you're somewhere you've been for most of your life. The drone of traffic here is the hum of the neighbor's lawn mower from glancing out her window kept company by a cat on the sill.

It can't be described unless it's embedded in your mind from your childhood and teen years. Perhaps I can pinpoint what nice weather like this means to you. Is it waking up on a vacation to an open window and a clean conscience? Is it the push of the snooze button on your alarm clock to just lay back and listen to the beginning of the perfect day? Is it the gust of curtains letting flickering sunlight filter through as you wake up naturally? Maybe the smell of a perfect summer day reminds you of visits to the pool, or hikes through the forest, or escapades with close friends, or long drives to theme parks and family reunions, or days spent in the sun in your back yard...

Or the smell of their cologne/perfume...

Or if you're like me, you remember waking up in the middle of a summer day, pleased to have your eyes open and counting the individual blessings you've been given. By the way, Mom, thanks. :)