Summer days....
Oh, its so close I can taste the lawn fertilizer and sweat. I love summer. I know every winter I pine about how miserable it is to have darkness at five-o-clock, and that no human being should ever have to endure temperatures below, say, oh 60 degrees; but spring almost makes hellish winter worthwhile. The leaes budidng on trees, flowers coming into bloom, golf courses full of people that were going just as cabin crazy as I was. So much hope, and so much life. You gotta love it.