Goodbye summer – I will surely miss you

Strawberries and red flowers. Goodbye summer – I will surely miss you

Goodbye summer – I will surely miss you
And summer often seems to be endless. Summer of 2012 with record-high temperatures has been over. Heat was beating records around the world. Even in Siberia where I live, in July it was 40C without rains. We complained a lot. It seemed endless. Now it’s time to say – Goodbye Summer, I will surely miss you. “There shall be eternal summer in the grateful heart”. Celia Thaxter.

When summer gathers up her robes of glory, And, like a dream, glides away. ~ Sarah Helen Whitman

Goodbye summer – I will surely miss you

: To see the Summer Sky Is Poetry. Emily Dickinson

: Love is to the heart what the summer is to the farmer’s year – it brings to harvest all the loveliest flowers of the soul

: Summer afternoon – summer afternoon; to me those have always been the two most beautiful words in the English language. Henry James

: To lie sometimes on the grass on a summer day listening to the murmur of water, or watching the clouds float across the sky, is hardly a waste of time. John Lubbock

: No price is set on the lavish summer; June may be had by the poorest comer. ~James Russell Lowell

: Beautiful summer

: The coldest winter I ever spent was a summer in San Francisco. Author unknown

: Do what we can, summer will have its flies. Ralph Waldo Emerson

: Being a child at home alone in the summer is a high-risk occupation. Erma Bombeck

: Still, nodding Night! Mad, naked, Summer Night! Walt Whitman

: A life without love is like a year without summer. Swedish Proverb

: People don’t notice whether it’s winter or summer when they’re happy. Anton Chekhov

: Mushroom in the grass

: Samuel Taylor Coleridge: Summer has set in with its usual severity

: Deep summer is when laziness finds respectability. Sam Keen

: In summer, the song sings itself. William Carlos Williams

: The summer night is like a perfection of thought. Wallace Stevens

: In the depth of winter, I finally learned that within me there lay an invincible summer. Albert Camus

: Oh, the summer night Has a smile of light And she sits on a sapphire throne. Barry Cornwall

: I question not if thrushes sing, If roses load the air; Beyond my heart I need not reach When all is summer there. John Vance Cheney

: In June, as many as a dozen species may burst their buds on a single day. No man can heed all of these anniversaries; no man can ignore all of them. Aldo Leopold