Next time I’ll go with “evening in the summer”
I just stepped outside my home and said to myself, “My, what a nice summer’s eve!” I wish this were a joke. I actually say things like that in my head. It took me a second to place why that phrase sounded wrong to me.
Oh, that’s right. An American company has essentially stolen the phrase “summer’s eve” and trademarked it so I can’t think of a nice night without also thinking of a vaginal car wash.
