Idaho

     So I'm currently listening to this album.  I've been in love with it for a while, but now as February roles in and my usual bout of the February Blues is gearing up in full swing, I find myself listening to this and craving summer.  This song (the whole album, really) makes me dream of lazy summer nights, that gorgeous time around eight or nine where the sun's starting to set and the trees and grass are silhouetted black against the sky.  Sitting around a campfire with friends, maybe at the beach.  The air is so fresh and the temperature is perfect and you just breathe in and everything is free and fine.  It makes me think of going for drives with friends and listening to the most mellow music and having the deepest conversations.  Everything is out in the open, everyone is home.
     Summer is so nice, especially the evenings.  It doesn't get dark ridiculously early; you can wander around wherever you please for however long.  The park, your neighborhood, anywhere.  One thing I miss is the feeling of the sun kissing your skin.  Whether it's in the middle of the day or near the end of it, there's no feeling like the summer sun.  Summer is easy.  You can relax, tilt your head back, stare at the sky, lounge in the sun, listen to music, read your favorite book; anything.
     So as I listen to Idaho by Gregory Alan Isakov, I miss summer.  It's just around the corner, but with school, cold weather and waking up in the dark, it convincingly looks miles away.  For now I guess all I get are images in my mind of summer sunsets and endless conversations.
     Anyone out there?  I'm doubtful.  But reader, if you are, what's your favorite part about summer?  Do you miss it, too?  Or do you hate it; more of a winter person?
     Here's to February Blues edition 2012; I miss my Vitamin D.