Oh Summer, My Summer Where Art Thou??

Not here in Seattle that is for sure. Summer is resisting joining us for a few months. Everyday, there is a mist over the city, cloud banks ensconcing the Olympics and a wind that makes you pull your sweater around you. It is June! It is Summer!!! The shift is slow to let go of wet spring and let the youth of the warm sun play and dance. I want to play and dance, too. Come sun, bring yourself forward! Your children await you!

World Girl