Live in the sunshine, swim the sea, and drink the wild air.
If summer had one defining scent, it’d definitely be the smell of barbecue.
A perfect summer day is when the sun is shining, the breeze is blowing, the birds are singing, and the lawnmower is broken.
Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day? Thou art more lovely and more temperate. (“Sonnet 18”)
In the depth of winter I finally learned that there was in me an invincible summer.
People don’t notice whether it’s winter or summer when they’re happy.
It’s summer! I only get three short months to goof off! I’m not going to waste these precious days reading books! (“Calvin and Hobbes”)