And summer returned. The time of sand between the toes returned, of becoming close friends with friends with a swimming pool, of untimely naps, of watermelons (the perfect fruit), of unruly hair, of long time. The time has come when the curb of the pool is transformed into a sofa and a divan, to go barefoot 12 out of 24 hours a day, of creams that smell of distant paradises.
This year every beach, every swimming pool, every walk in the countryside is a paradise. Welcome summer.