August angst...

I complain as bitterly as any about our heat and humidity and how I long for the ease of cooler days.  But in actual fact, August as it passes is bittersweet for me, signaling as it does the beginning of the end of summertime.

For the most part I am in complete agreement with Henry James who said...

Summer afternoon-summer afternoon:to me those have always been the two most beautiful words in the English language."