I don't like heat and high humidity, but summer will always hold a special appeal... probably because of the childhood association of summertime and freedom from school and other responsibilities. The first year or two after I began spending more time outdoors, I remember feeling uncomfortable even on summer nights. Now, though, I feel like I can appreciate them in the same way that I did when I was a child. There's a richness to the summer night that gives it a character of its own; it seems heavy with life and yet relaxed and sedate at the same time.
I think summer nights and I have begun to adjust to one another quite well; perhaps we enjoy each other's company.