Ilove everything about summer. I love shorts and swimsuits and sandals. I love the sunshine. I love being at a beach with the sand between my toes. I love cool water on warm skin. I love just about everything about it. (Except its end, of course.)As summer wanes for many of us not living in Florida, the air chills and trees change color. We begrudgingly pull out socks and long pants and sweatshirts and mourn the end of flip flop season.Except for me. Because I have a confession.I’ve never been a fan of flip flops.There, I said it out loud.