The trouble with seasons, is that they are all too long. We tire of them before they are over. We don’t miss the Summer until the trees are bare. We don’t miss Autumn until the snow covers everything. We don’t miss Winter’s snow until the Summer heat arrives. Spring, well that’s the season that we all miss, because there is never enough of it.
Templo S.U.D. over 2 years ago
Poor Bleeker.
cdward over 2 years ago
I hate all these leaves!
Soon I will have to rake them
Fall is so much work.
cknoblo Premium Member over 2 years ago
The trouble with seasons, is that they are all too long. We tire of them before they are over. We don’t miss the Summer until the trees are bare. We don’t miss Autumn until the snow covers everything. We don’t miss Winter’s snow until the Summer heat arrives. Spring, well that’s the season that we all miss, because there is never enough of it.