I wouldn't consider myself a big fan of summer. Fall is my season. From an early age, my mother inculcated in me an obsession with pumpkins and changing leaves and Halloween, for candy corns and cinnamon scents and cool crisp evenings in turtlenecks. When September rolls around, you will likely need to remind me to contain my autumnal exuberance.
But, aside from time at the beach and the smell of Hawaiian Tropic, there is one thing that LOVE about this time of year and that is the taste of summer.
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