Could there be more 'carefree days of summer' than running barefoot in the pasture, searching for eggs? (Even though Mama says shoes are required in the pasture.) If that isn't true 'summer' than perhaps sitting yourself down in the middle of a strawberry patch and eating every last red one you can find...well, that's surely summer. Oh this girl! She says summer is her favorite season (it's mine too). We're happy to be in it!