I'm Told Summer is Over...

When summer gathers up her robes of glory,

And, like a dream, glides away.

- Sarah Helen Whitman

I say, "I'm told" because summer never quite began here. The consensus of this household seems to be, "Good riddance, let's quit pretending it's glorious outside and embrace the fall. (Mostly football.)" I asked Bowser how he felt about the end of summer and he looked at me and let out a big sigh. Agreed. Good riddance.