I’m a few days early, but it’s my blog and I’ll do what I want with it. This week summer begins and the Gold Coast, Australia is the best place for it.

I love summer, it’s got this feeling to it that no other season has. It’s a time for fun and relaxation, lazy days and balmy nights. And, for those in the southern hemisphere, it means Christmas, New Years, and holidays.

This year, my writing schedule for the summer is packed full. I have projects planned out until April and they all need writing so I can meet my deadlines. That means hot days in the writing room, icy poles, breezy windows, and Sophie panting at me that the sun is too warm (Sophie’s my four-legged muse if that last sentence sounds weird).

I have so many good memories of summer. Like the time all the family went out in our little boat, which then broke down and stranded us in the middle of the canals (we rowed back). Or the time I would spend practically every day in the backyard with my best friend Jenny and act out skits until it was dark.

Our Christmas tree that year

Or the time my entire (and that means a lot of people) stayed with us over Christmas. Our house was so packed full but it was so good to all be together. The presents under the tree to accommodate everyone completely filled the entire living room.

I could go on and on because there is one thing you are guaranteed being in a big family, there are always things happening. Some are good, some are bad, some are strange, and some are awesome. I wouldn’t change any of my 4 sisters, 1 brother, 4 brother-in-laws, 1 sister-in-law, 13 nieces and nephews, and 4 great-nieces for anything.

Happy summertime everyone! And for those welcoming winter… sorry, give it a few months and it will be your turn too. Or, take a trip to Australia and borrow our wonderful weather.

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