August is like the Sunday of Summer

I first came across this phrase today on a Facebook post, and boy, if that isn’t the truth! Once August gets here it’s pretty much downhill from there…

Rose of Sharons. A sure sign summer is nearing the end

I honestly don’t know where the time goes during the summer months. I guess maybe it’s because there is so much activity going on during this, all too brief time of year, that it makes seem to go by fast…

It’s not that I dislike Spring or Fall, but Spring seems to be just an extension of Winter, and Fall is just a sad reminder that Winter is just around the corner.  As for Winter itself, I’d just as soon hibernate through the entire season!

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