Summer is here again, and I am so glad. At last the days of constant chill are no more, and I can run free without a sweater to hold me back,
watch the flowers bloom,
and feel the warm breeze tickle my fur.
With a basket full of delights and no misery to destroy your fun, who could not help but love summer, after all its the only perfect time of the year?
So hurray to summer and its massive adventure halting thunder storms,
painful sun burns,
zillions of bugs,
and the sun gets so blistering hot that the rides I was looking forward to have come to a screeching halt because of fear that I might suffer from something they call heat stroke.
While maybe as much as I love summer its not as perfect as I thought. I guess like it or not, just like every other aspect of life, no matter how much you may enjoy a season you just have to learn to take the good along with the bag, and the disappointment along with the days of delightful adventure.