The crack of a bat, the gentle breeze of the wind, the chirping of birds, the long, lazy night. Those are the things people associate with the first day of summer. Problem is, the first day of summer is only one day. The day after that goes downhill fast. The crack of the bat becomes a broken bat that you then have to replace. The breeze turns in loud roar. The chirping birds just become annoying. The long, lazy days become shorter EVERY SINGLE DAY until the inevitible first day of winter when the days rally once again to get a little bit longer. Do you realize that? Days immediately become shorter from this day forward. How depressing is that? Pretty dang if you ask me. Maybe not as depressing as me, my blog, or these giftures, but that’s it. We reached the apex last night and now we have to go back down the mountain with nothing left to look forward to. At least we have these giftures right here at least to help us drown our misery in.
We’ve been looking forward to this until…
No bunny…
I think we need to…
Looks like dogs understand…
Eye guess this guy…
Guess she thought it was okay…
I think this lady…
She is just really excited…
I wonder if I could do this…
If only I could dodge like this…
This is how I feel every day…
I think this guy must just might be…
Well, I hope you all enjoy the inevitable demise of light, and happiness that summer provides. The second day of summer that will suck the joy out of all things. Me on the other hand, I will be looking way more forward the second day of winter.
ARRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHH
Bitter Summer Better than Others Ben