Emily Articulated: Summers » Sandpoint Reader

Emily Articulated: Summers » Sandpoint Reader

By Emily EricksonReader Columnist I remember summers as sticky things — sweaty strands of hair matted to my cheek as I lay on the floor beneath the air conditioner; sticky fingers from dribbles of Bomb-Pop juice or watermelon juice or lemonade, wiped clean on blades of grass; damp towels, crusted in sand, clinging to the river water still beaded on my skin.  I remember summers as expansive — long, open days filled with room to roam, with pedal b…