But oh, those summer nights

Nights really are the best of summer. I remember evenings when I was about twelve years old, when our parents were out to dinner and Caleb and I would have the best time running around the backyard with the neighbors. We played tag and caught fireflies and wondered if we could see bats flying around. Being out there in the waning light all by ourselves made me feel cool and grown up. Josiah wasn't allowed to stay up past eight, so he had to go to bed when it was still light outside. He used to sneak out of bed and watch us from his bedroom window...poor JoJo.

Nights at the pool are beautiful, too. The sun has ceased scorching my skin but the pavement is still warm and the sky glows in the west. Most of the people have gone home so the water is peaceful. Only a few families linger, talking and laughing.

Tonight I got to go to Taste of Tri Cities with my mom and Julie. Area restaurants set up a row of tents in a park across from the stadium where Fun Fest concerts are held. Tonight was Gavin DeGraw. We got our sesame chicken with rice and an egg roll, our black bean hummus with pita bread, spread out our blanket, and enjoyed the music filtering clearly over the trees. And now for some pictures.

The tent with the hummus:

American flag over the stadium:

View of the street:

It was a good night. Good night!