For at least two weeks now, people have been saying to me, “I can’t believe the summer’s over.”
When they do this, I stick my fingers in my ears and yell, “La-la-la-la. I can’t HEAR you!” as loud as I can.
Because for me, the summer is never, ever over until after Labor Day. Ever. I am such a fanatic about this that when we had our cottage in Marlboro, MA, because I couldn’t face moving home on Labor Day, we would stay out there and drive our kids to Newton for that first partial week of school. Which was insane. Because I am, on this topic.
Yes, the days are noticeably shorter. And the nights cooler. (Great sleeping weather, we always say.) And smart people, particularly those like us who no longer have kids returning to school, know that September is one of the nicest months in Maine.
So please, don’t go telling me the summer’s over.
To celebrate the last gasp, I thought we could just feast our eyes on the gorgeousness (gorgeousity?) of Maine in summer.
Hope you had a great summer wherever you are!