There they go with quite some force. The last vestiges of summer. They are evacuating like vacationers before a hurricane.
Shaving rarely…gone. Sleeping ’til 10…gone. Giggling about my neighbor having to work…gone.
There are so many other things that I like about summer to which I must tip my hat and say, “See ya next year.” But it’s okay. I’ve had a great time this summer (other than that more-than-mild “disturbance” during July), and I’m ready to go back to work.