Oh What Do You Do In the Summertime?

Oh, what do you do in the summertime, when all the world is green? Do you fish in a stream, or lazily dream on the banks as the clouds go by? Is that what you do? So do I! Oh, what do you do in the summertime, when all the world is green? Do you swim in a pool, to keep yourself cool or swing in a tree up high? Is that what you do? So do I! Oh, what do you do in the summertime, when all the world is green? Do you march in parades, or drink lemonades or count all the stars in the sky? Is that what you do? So do I! I have a confession. I really don't like that song. Whenever, we would sing it in Primary it would depress me. I could never figure it out. Why didn't I like it? Everyone else seemed too. Then just recently I figured out why: those things sounded like pure torture in AZ. First of all, my world wasn't green. At least not then. It was green during the winter when the grass was soft - not summer. Summer grass was hard, pokey, and filled with ants. And streams? Where? You mean the canals? And to lazily dream as the clouds go by? Is that a death wish? The only line I could relate to was to swim in a pool to make yourself cool. That I understood. Don't get me wrong. There is nothing like AZ winters. I long for them right around February. And sunsets? I have never seen one that rivals a desert sun. But Utah summers - my favorite! Our garden is growing. Leaves are coming back on our trees. We have biked through Provo Canyon,climbed along the rocks at Bridal Veil Falls, picniced in the park, had a bonfire in the backyard,slept on the trampoline, and played night games. Welcome Summer!