Since summer started in the Northern Hemisphere yesterday, I’m reminded that it brings with it a lot of sense-memories.

What is your favorite sound of summer?

Mine is a combination of sounds heard while sitting on the back porch at twilight: cicadas in the trees, Ernie Harwell calling the Tigers games on the radio, and the clink of ice in a tall glass of iced tea flavored with a sprig of fresh mint from the garden.