There shall be eternal summer in the grateful heart.
~Celia Thaxter
It is difficult to believe that summer ends today. It seems only yesterday that my garden wakened from winter. I will truly miss you, Summer. I will miss those long days. Oh, how I dread the days when darkness falls early. Even I, garden-obsessed as I am, will not sit in my garden in the dread black of night. But seasons must come, and seasons must go.