If it wasn't for the heat and the humidity, I'd like summer just fine.
A couple of weeks ago we had two days in a row of low eighties with no humidity. They were just about as perfect as perfect can be.
Here's what I do like about summer:
Tomato sandwiches with too much mayonnaise and salt
Fresh (not from the grocery store) picked corn on the cob with too much sweet butter and salt
The sound of cicadas