So sometimes it hits me. Like REALLY hits me. We live in a BEAUTIFUL world. How blessed are we!? Summer normally has this effect on me. I’m continually reminded of all this world’s beauties, whether it’s the scene of rolling hills from the rundown castle in Teba, Spain or grass pushing its way through the cracks in the cobblestone streets. Summer is my favorite season; it’s a reason to have a sticky watermelon face, to always be dressed for the beach with a wet knot on the top of your head and smell like sunscreen. It’s a reason to run around like children again and to admire the world around you that is lush, ripe, and colorful. Summer is beauty. Summer is happiness.