Summer is definitely one of my favorite times of the year. The warm weather, the long sunny days, the parties and trips with family and friends, who wouldn't be a little sad when summer finally has to come to a close? It makes me think of Emily Dickinson's poem about the mysterious allure of these warm months...
Is Poetry, though never in a Book it lie -
True Poems flee.
Enjoy your last few hours of cooking out, relaxing, and warm weather fun!
Tomorrow it is back to school for me!