Has anyone seen summer? It was here a minute ago. Talk about a quick change. I almost feel responsible. I couldn’t resist a great sale on mums, so I pulled out my impatiens a bit earlier than usual (they were getting scraggly, anyway) and planted mums. A jinx? Hope not.

 

I’m not big on fall. I know some people see the change of seasons as a new beginning — especially autumn with its whole back-to-school theme. I feel that way about spring; not fall. For me, fall heralds a descent into the dark days of winter. So, I’ll hang on to every bit of summer I can. There will be more days spent at the beach. I predict a few remaining real beach days and, after that, a few sweatshirt days perfect for settling in with the Sunday newspaper.

 

And I’m certainly not packing away my flip-flops. They stay out year-round because no matter where I am in the world or when I’m there, summer is just a short flight away.