Though summer doesn’t technically begin until June 21, the summer in Santa Barbara always feels like it begins a bit earlier… with the longer days, the warmer weather, and the abundance of international tourists… I feel like my summer {and the summer of numerous other Santa Barbarians} has already begun.  Summer is when the grill is king {or queen}… when State Street becomes a spectacle worth beholding… when fragrant flowers like peonies and sweet peas {not to mention the intoxicatingly fragrant evening blooms like gardenia and jasmine} begin to fill the farmer’s market and gardens all throughout town… and when I buy myself a new notebook in which to scrawl thoughts while lounging on the beach.  Welcome to a very Santa Barbara summer.