Monday, August 29, 2011

Saying Goodbye to Summer

It's not as hard to say goodbye to someone you don't know very well. You probably won't miss them, think about them longingly, remembering those good 'ol times. That's how I feel about this summer. This summer, I wore pants nearly every day, I had rain gear with me at all times, and I often found myself looking for a sweatshirt rather than pealing off the layers. And if I were German, I would have worn a scarf pretty much every day. It's sad, but true.

All bundled August!

Maybe I'm mistaken. Maybe I don't need to say goodbye at all. Maybe Summer simply forgot about us - passed us by, and was never here. Maybe he lingered over the US where he dropped a badass heatwave. It's not heat I'm looking for, and not necessarily all sunshine. It's an occasionally dry playground, a bit of warmth in the air, the chance to maybe go to the pool, and, well, yes a little bit of sunshine and warmth.

So Mr. Summer, could you please come next year and bring Mr. Sunshine with you? We are nice people and our kids really love the summer. I want to teach my son that the sky is blue - not gray. Is that too much to ask? I hope not.

P.S. If it's not too much to ask, could you ask Autumn to be extra gentle this year. Or maybe you could tag along and give us a little bit of a late summer - just for a week or so? That would be AWESOME! Thanks.

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