I love the summer.
Love the sunshine
the gardens
fresh produce
BBq
the warm nights.
Don't love the mosquitos.
But love everything else.
I can't believe it is the middle of July.
The rapid speed
in which
the days are passing
is quite mind boggling.
There never seems to be enough
hours in a day
to do all the things
that I want to do
Does everyone feel this way?
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