The Sweet Spot of Summer

By Emily King

As a born-and-raised Pittsburgher, I never take summer for granted. I hate the winter—like, daydream-about-moving-to-California kind of hate. I’ve made more than a few empty threats to pack up and head somewhere with year-round sunshine and bougainvillea. But deep down, I know I’d miss the rhythm of the seasons—and the way summer here feels like a reward we’ve truly earned.

Right now, we’re in that sweet summer stretch. The days are long, the air is warm (okay, sticky), and there’s a kind of collective exhale happening everywhere you look—by the pool, on neighborhood sidewalks, even in the grocery store parking lot. There’s iced coffee on the porch, flip-flops by the door, and fireworks on the horizon. It’s a time for vacations, berry picking, late bedtimes, and backyard everything.

There’s also something magical about how our towns come alive in the summer. You’ll spot lemonade stands popping up like daisies, kids riding bikes in packs, and local parks filled with the sounds of concerts, laughter, and food trucks. Whether you’re running into neighbors at the farmers market or spending the evening at a Friday night movie in the park, it’s a season that makes Western PA feel like one big community.

This issue is our little love letter to summer in the northern ‘burbs. Inside, you’ll find your go-to guide for local 4th of July celebrations, festivals, pick-your-own fun, and community events. We’ve also taken a moment to reflect on the meaning behind Independence Day and honor those who serve, both past and present.

So here’s your reminder to slow down. Let the kids get dirty. Eat the popsicle before it melts. And take a deep breath of that warm (and yes, humid) Western PA air. It won’t be long before we’re digging out mittens again.

Enjoy every minute.