When I was young summer was a magical thing, no school warm days all the kids in the neighborhood running around like a pack from house to house. Anytime you walked into your house you were asked why you were not outside. We explored, we created games, we played until the sun went down and if our parents let us we stayed out after that running around the neighborhood. We always looked forward to summer. Now as an adult summer is a list of things I need to do before winter comes and it is too cold to do it. Charge up the sprinklers, there is a leak, fix the sprinklers. Cut the grass, mower won’t start, get the mower fixed. Open the windows and doors because it is hot in the house, fix the screens because there are holes in them and bugs are coming in. Even after I get the grass mowed I find moles or voles have moved in so I have to figure out a way to get rid of those critters. Winter is the hunker down stay inside, stay warm kind of time, filled with naps and blankets. sad to say but I now look forward to winter.