*Looks out of window* Well, the sun is shining, so . . .
To those of you on my flist who celebrate it.
And *bounces happily* it's the longest day! Which means that from here on in the days get shorter and the nights longer (even if it's hardly noticeable for a while). As many of you know, that makes me so happy.
And to continue my mini-series of Season Drabbles based on my Default User Icon (although Lacey believes that she should now be my default icon) I give you.
His lover’s least favorite season. A time when he slowed down; seemed less vivid; shone less brightly.
The man watched his lover at rest seated next to the water, which made the sultry heat more bearable.
The water shimmered as heat bounced off it, and sails of boats fluttered in the light breeze.
Their decision to leave their jobs, to retire, to spend summer by the sea, had been right.
When summer gave way to autumn, his lover would once again brighten.
In the meantime, he would do his best to keep the worst of the heat at bay.