Obsidian Essay] SUMMER NOSTALGIA: No Summer is complete without Peach Cobbler!

What does summer mean to you?

For me, it's memories from Toronto, Hawaiʻi, and New York — three places, a childhood spread across them.

• peach cobbler + vanilla ice cream.
• beach campfire + marshmallows. w/ friends.
• the lakehouse in Toronto. reading by the lake, under the tree shadow. swinging.
• journaling on the grass.
• biking through tree lanes.
• picnic in Central Park.
• kayaking. paddleboarding.
• lying down on the beach. whichever ocean in the world.
• hiking. whichever mountains in the world.
• outdoor cinema. Wes Anderson, mostly. Classical + Independent movies also allowed.
• floating on a surfboard under the moonlight, out in the ocean, under the fireworks in Hawai'i.

And...I could not help but share this poem from 2025...since I moved to London, I do get homesick from time to time...missing NYC, and I did just a little bit of writing to pour that heart out on paper.

Memory lane: a New York kid's summer in the Hamptons

The lightness of being.
ice cream truck. hot summer night.
friends & family dinner.
laughter shared over campfire marshmallows.
the LIRR train to Montauk—
the soft clatter of steel on steel,
a hypnotic hum through the cabin.
model-looking moms.
baby strollers. summer dresses.
a frozen moment.
beach towels. linen shirts.
coastal town rhythm. fresh air.
paddleboarding.
endless white-washed sand.
long beach reading chairs.

such a bleak view, I thought then—
but maybe it was just peace,
a gentle breeze touching my face.

What are your favorite summer memories?