How do I love Thee? (Sonnet 43)

The first day of Summer is 18 days away!!! If I’ve not said it before, please allow me to put it in writing: I LOVE SUMMER!!

Summer is happiness. Days are longer, brighter, and warmer! One can walk out the house baring skin with a cold beverage in hand to cool the skin. People are out and about catching rays that pierce the skin and enjoying views obscured by the cold gray winter days. Summer also has one of my favorite Holidays of the year – Independence Day! Plus, the season holds one my all time favorite holidays – Independence Day. Below is a list of ways I plan on showing Summer love.


There is no better way for me to demonstrate my love for Summer than by sweating it out. Whether it’s by running, mowing the lawn, taking a hike, walking the dog, or chasing the toddler, I plan on celebrating every bead of sweat that forms around my neck, down my back, and the sides of my temples. Saying, “I miss Winter” might be the norm for some mortals, but that is a statement that will never come out of my mouth. While sweating it out, I’ll make sure to loudly recite Elizabeth Barrett Browning’s (Sonnet 43) in hopes of Persephone delaying her return to the underworld to be alongside her husband Hades.

How Do I Love Thee? (Sonnet 43)

Elizabeth Barrett Browning, 18061861

How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the ends of being and ideal grace.
I love thee to the level of every day’s
Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light.
I love thee freely, as men strive for right.
I love thee purely, as they turn from praise.
I love thee with the passion put to use
In my old griefs, and with my childhood’s faith.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost saints. I love thee with the breath,
Smiles, tears, of all my life; and, if God choose,
I shall but love thee better after death.


I’m not a major consumer of adult beverages, but I’m not a teetotaler either. There is something about Summer though that makes me crave a margarita with extra salt on the rim! Perhaps the removal of the school morning chaos from the daily Summer schedule allows me to let down my hair and embrace the nights without mentally preparing for the mornings. Whatever the rationale, Summer screams cocktails and beer. Of course, H20 will still remain my main source of hydration.

Yummy Margaritas

Yummy Margaritas


Summer screams camping, and one can’t go camping without creating the De facto dessert of S’mores! Growing in a major city deprived me from forming camping memories during my childhood, so I’m making up for it as an adult. I’ll admit though, I’m a terrible S’more maker, making camping the all better reason for me to hone my marshmallow roasting-chocolate-melting skills. Camping is an activity that the entire family loves, which makes S’more-making memories priceless!



According to a Gallup Poll, 59% of Americans get 7 or more hours of the recommended amount of sleep, while 40% are not getting enough. Unfortunately, I fall under the latter, averaging 4-6 hours of sleep per night. Even though I’ve never been an individual who needed any more than seven hours of sleep to feel fully rested, I could definitely benefit from some shut-eye. Now that my older daughter is home for Summer Break, I intended on seizing the opportunity to get a cat-nap on the couch should the day schedule permit. It probably wont be an easy feat given we’ll be driving around town to get to the library, the swimming pool, the park, and the endless company of friends visiting our home, but I plan on taking advantage even if five minutes are available.



There is no doubt snowy mountains are absolutely breathtaking, but enjoying a powdery white land form can be limited for an individual who does not possess the right shoes, clothing and equipment. Warmer temperatures however, allow for the most part anyone with two feet and a decent pair of supportive shoes to enjoy the earned views of a mountain trek. Warmer temperatures bring out the hibernating bi-pedals to explore National Parks and appreciate the quadrupedal wild life that survived the harsh winter conditions. We are hoping Summer will allow us the opportunity to enjoy shimmering blue lakes, busy roaring rivers, green forests, painted hills, and landscapes with stunning sunsets as their back drop. Hopefully, we will also get the opportunity to visit the Oregon Coast, which is always bustling during the Summer months.



Food, Glorious, Food! Sweet, spicy, sour, savory, and succulent, are only but a handful of adjectives I’m thrilled to experience during the summer. With Independence Day being one of the best Holidays of the year, I’m hoping to savor a culinary smorgasbord of flavors abundant during the Summer season. A sweet tres leches cake will counter the sour lime wedges in my Margarita drink. Chicken Chile Enchiladas on a weekday and pulled pork sandwiches on a weekend can satisfy the spicy and savory cravings. Somewhere between Monday and Sunday, succulent strawberries, papayas, mangoes, and watermelons will help meet the requirements of my daily fruit intake; vegetables will also get their place on the dinner plate so as to show I love all food equally – well, almost all, because there is no room for liver.


If I had the financial means, and a willing husband, my ideal location would be a tropical island where I could wear summer clothes year round. For now though, I’ll relish in all of the splendor the Summer season has to offer for as long as it will allow me.


3 thoughts on “How do I love Thee? (Sonnet 43)

  1. Your version of summer sounds just heavenly. I am a summer person myself, and could live in summer year round (although winter makes me appreciate summer that much more). This is the first summer I will not be sipping margaritas or chilled white wine (my two faves) although I may steal a sip here and there. Perhaps you and your family should make a trip to Bend this summer?? 🙂 I really need to get over to Eastern Oregon one of these days. My husband and I really want to make a trip out to the Willowas and Joseph. Perhaps next year with the baby. I hope you enjoy every siesta, s’more, scenic view, and salted margarita you encounter this summer.

    • Just imagine how much sweeter next Summer is going to be? Not only will you get to sip on chilled wine, but you’ll have baby toes savoring the warm sun-Rays of the sun and baby kisses at night after a fun day at the park! I’m so excited for you.

      I’d love to make a trip out to Bend and it would be even nicer to meet you! If you ever trek this way, please, please let me know. You are welcomed out our place with open arms.

  2. I’m with you, Luisa. Summer has always been my favorite season, although I enjoy each season for the colors and holidays they offer. Spring this year, after a mild winter, is so lush and green. Pink, yellow, orange, red, purple rhododendrons, azaleas, tulips and more in bloom everywhere you look. The drive through country back roads to one of Danny’s gigs last month was exhilarating! And … the FRUIT varieties are already abundant! Megan and I are counting the days to blue berry picking. Mixed fruit salads are common with us. Oh, we sampled our fresh herbs (thyme, rosemary, sage, cilantro and parsley) this evening, each so different and tantalizing. All I need now is to learn to be a little more creative in the kitchen. After working a few hours in the yard today, an easy home made burger on a crescent roll with fresh spinach and onion from our veggie garden was very satisfying! Each day, Danny and I are amazed at the speed the vegetables are growing. Except for the need to dig up part of the landscaping and the street to replace the end of our sewer line, we’re having a blast. 🙂

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