"There's a time each year that we always hold dear,

Good old summer time;

With the birds and the tree'es and sweet scented breezes,

Good old summer time;

When your day's work is over then you are in clover,

And life is one beautiful rhyme,

No trouble annoying, each one is enjoying,

The good old sumer time."

(Ron Shields, "In the Good Old Summertime")


"Deep summer is when laziness finds respectability."    (Sam Keen)


"Someone's sitting in the shade today because someone planted a tree a long time ago."

(Warren Buffet)


"The Queen of Hearts, she made some tarts,

All on a summer day;

The Knave of Hearts, he stole those tarts,

And took them quite away!"

(Lewis Carroll)



"Nobody ever drowned in his own sweat."

(Ann Landers)


"What dreadful hot weather we have! It keeps me in a continual state of inelegance."

(Jane Austen)



"When the blackberries hang swollen in the woods, in the brambles nobody owns, I spend all day among the high branches, reaching my ripped arms, thinking of nothing, cramming the black honey of summer into my mouth." (Mary Oliver's Augusta)



"August rushes by like desert rainfall,

A flood of frenzied upheaval, 


But still catching me unprepared

Like a matchflame

Bursting on the scene,

Heat and haze of crimson sunsets.

Like a dream

Of moon and dark barely recalled,

A moment,

Shadows caught in a blink.

Like a quick kiss;

One wishes for more

But it suddenly turns to leave,

Dragging summer away."

(Elizabeth Maua Taylor)

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