Serkay doesn’t get lost in complicated situations while living the summer, with his simplicity, he doesn’t need it. He describes summer as “walking barefoot”. This simple action makes sense only with it and gives happiness. He lives summer with the joy of coming together with the wind that gives life to his sail while licking his forehead and shuffling his hair. Wherever he migrates, this meeting story follows him, because summer is where he goes, how he lives.
“For me, summer means walking barefoot, meeting the wind again.”