My favorite thing about summer? The evenings. When the sky isn't dark yet, but it's on the edge. The sun relaxes, and let's a warm breeze take over. No goosebumps, no sweat. The weather is perfect, as that of in a dream world. That's my favorite time.
Crossing the hardy pine tree, Winter or summer, Needles so green, everlasting.
With a sigh of relief, I pulled myself out of the water, and once again stood on the edge of the platform ready to dive.Splash! It was a perfect dive, and I would have celebrated if I hadn’t seen what I did.