Well, gang, it’s back to school time in this corner of the world. While the Summer of ’16 was short around these parts, it surely was sweet.
It was a summer of rain, and summer storms, of heartbreaking headlines and political jousting. It was a summer of music festivals, and bangin’ new jams, of Comicon 2016 and the SDCCTWD panel, and the premiere showing of the TWD S7 official trailer:
It was a summer of glitter wars, and Neffrey (or Jorman, or Norman Dean Morgan, or whatever amalgamation name you prefer to use when referring to our favorite new bad-biker-boys-wearing-black-bromance of Norman Reedus & Jeffrey Dean Morgan ❤️❤️)
<I don’t care what you call it, just keep that shit coming, fellas. Hot, handsome, heartfelt & hardcore, just the way we like it, please and thank you.)
For me, it was a summer of highs, and lows, of growing pains, making strides, breaking patterns, emotional landmines, and bullets (some dodged, some not).
My abridged summer was low carb, high-impact, low-intensity (and high blood-alcohol content). It was a summer of bumper crops, and bangin’ jams, of homemade hot pepper sauces, and sleeping in.
It was a summer of work, and play, and more work. It was a summer of bingewatching long-awaited new seasons and new summer cult sensations. It was a summer of saying hello, and saying goodbye, to old and new favorite characters, and, thankfully, some characters we really couldn’t fucking wait to get rid of.
❤️💔❤️💔❤️💔
We celebrated the world champions of the Rio Olympics 2016, and we made the fun while the sun shone.
We even got a new epic post out of the deal:
https://barnfullawalkers.com/2016/04/05/the-walking-dead-season-6-ep-16-last-day-on-earth/
To celebrate this epic Summer of ’16, may I present my summer slideshow, a d my playlist, Eleven Songs Of Summer. ❤️❤️