summer

In this summer heat, I must remember that the realest things are the closest and farthest away, like the warmth found in winter: the heat hidden in the folds of one's coat, a lost floating breath, a kiss across the distance of zero degrees.

The moods he's shown me have all been vastly different...as different as summer and winter, sometimes with fall between them.

Winter, spring, and summer, passed away during my labours; but I did not watch the blossoms or the expanding leaves _ sights which before always yielded me supreme delight, so deeply was I engrossed in my occupation.

In the summer heat the reapers say, __e have seen her dancing with the autumn leaves, and we saw a drift of snow in her hair.

She deigned to asked me how ice queens reproduce. I grinned, and her mother looked horrified.__e procreate by way of ice cubes, of course. We put them in our nests and let them incubate for the period of about four months, and when the temperature is right, we put them out to roost and let them flake off into billions of snowflakes, rather like tadpoles breaking in droves from their eggs. And that, child,_ I said, with a simulacrum of glee, __s how winter is born.___oes it hurt?___o more than the approach of Monday does to most of the world. It is a natural process, you understand, but it is dreadful hard work.

The summer in youcalms the winter in me.

Love is like a season,it ebbs and it flows,sometimes we're like Summer, Fall and Winter,but it's Spring that I long to know.

Pies mean Thanksgiving and Christmas and picnics.

One can follow the sun, of course, but I have always thought that it is best to know some winter, too, so that the summer, when it arrives, is the more gratefully received.

The past was like a bad dream; the future was all happy holiday as I moved Southwards week by week, easily, lazily, lingering as long as I dared, but always heeding the call!

In summer the empire of insects spreads.

He sighed profoundly, and flung himself - there was a passion in his movements which deserves the word - on the earth at the foot of the oak tree. He loved, beneath all this summer transiency, to feel the earth's spine beneath him; for such he took the hard root of the oak tree to be; or, for image followed image, it was the back of a great horse that he was riding; or the deck of a tumbling ship - it was anything indeed, so long as it was hard, for he felt the need of something which he could attach his floating heart to; the heart that tugged at his side; the heart that seemed filled with spiced and amorous gales every evening about this time when he walked out. To the oak tree he tied it and as he lay there, gradually the flutter in and about him stilled itself; the little leaves hung, the deer stopped; the pale summer clouds stayed; his limbs grew heavy on the ground; and he lay so still that by degrees the deer stopped nearer and the rooks wheeled round him and the swallows dipped and circled and the dragonflies shot past, as if all the fertility and amorous activity of a summer's evening were woven web-like about his body.

The warmly cool, clear, ringing, perfumed, overflowing, redundant days, were as crystal goblets of Persian sherbet, heaped up__laked up, with rose-water snow.

I have heard several people justify working long hours and getting home from work late it night by saying things like, __ have to put in all this time to make up for the vacation we__e going to take this summer._ I bet if I asked your kids, they__ say that they__ rather have you home every night to play with them than the weeklong summer trip to the lake where you__e stressed out the whole time anyways.

Summer, dropping so easily a delicious everything upon your skin and lips. Like a never-ending kiss - taunting, deep, and luscious.

Sun-struck, stuck in mid tropic strut, it sometimes standsas if considering how to cool avian plastic,dive into the mown lagoon of lawn;how take flight on dayglow flap-doodle wings, no matterif it is ball-bald going nowhere fast.

Whenever the sun is shining, I feel obligated to play outside!

Summer had a way of being full of fun and things to do and plenty of times of doing nothing and feeling bored.