What? It's September already? It can't be?
We're still smack in the middle of the sweet days of summer.
The days of sand pails,
and headin out for a swim,
of saying, "look, Mommy, look at us! See how deep we are?"
I'm not ready for it to be over yet.
I think someone needs to change the schedule. Summer should start in July. It's never very summery in June; all that June gloom. But July, August, and September? Well, they are all summer. Let me remind you, the first day of autumn is nearly a month away.
So let's just stop all this talk of back to school, of cozy fall foods and changing leaves. It will be hot today. It will be hot tomorrow. It will be hot next week. I'm going to savor every last bit of it.
Because I love summer.