August rain: the best of the summer gone, and the new fall not yet born. The odd uneven time.

August rain: the best of the summer gone, and the new fall not yet born. The odd uneven time. Sylvia Plath

Nothing but blue skies and endless possibilities. Let's make this summer unforgettable!

Feeling the sand beneath my feet and the warmth on my skin. Summer love is in the air!

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

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