Summer makes me think of the poetry of Emily Dickinson...bees, flowers, robins, the sun, the grass.
This is just a little poetry "card" idea. Wouldn't it be nice to receive a note or card in the mail with some poetry on it? I so admire poets...just playing with words and thoughts in a cryptic way that one has to read over & over until maybe you can figure out what they're trying to say. But you're never sure if you're getting it or not. Emily Dickinson never married or had her own family...she lived in her parents home, and wrote constantly about that world. The summer really makes you appreciate how she could write an entire poem about a leaf, a bee, or the colors in the sky.