Setting aside the stunning weather, sounds alone signal for me the glorious transition between spring and summer in New Jersey.
* Even when not my cup of tea, any music coming from cars with the windows down invariably makes me smile.
* The bells of a passing ice cream truck? I'm ten years old again.
* Try sneaking up on someone wearing flip-flops. When else in the year does the sound of footwear so clearly mark a change of season?
Which sounds help you mark this time of year? Listen closely, then share with me and others.