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"The serene philosophy of the
pink rose is steadying. Its fragrant, delicate petals open fully and are
ready
to fall, without regret or disillusion, after only a day in the sun. It
is so every summer. One can almost hear
their pink, fragrant murmur as they settle down upon the grass: 'Summer,
summer,
it will always be summer.'"
- Rachel Peden
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Answer July
Emily Dickinson
Answer
July—
Where is the Bee—
Where is the Blush—
Where is the Hay?
Ah, said July—
Where is the Seed—
Where is the Bud—
Where is the May—
Answer Thee—Me—
Nay—said the May—
Show me the Snow—
Show me the Bells—
Show me the Jay!
Quibbled the Jay—
Where be the Maize—
Where be the Haze—
Where be the Bur?
Here—said the Year—
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"Summer is the time when one sheds one's
tensions with one's clothes, and the right kind of day is
jeweled balm for the battered spirit. A few of those days and you can
become drunk with the belief
that all's right with the world."
- Ada Louise Huxtable |
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"That beautiful
season the Summer!
Filled was the air with a dreamy and magical light;
and the landscape
Lay as if new created in all the freshness of childhood."
- Henry Wadsworth Longfellow |
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"The dandelions and buttercups gild all the lawn: the drowsy bee
stumbles among the clover tops,
and summer sweetens all to me."
- James Russell Lowell |
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"Along the river's summer
walk,
The withered tufts of asters nod;
And trembles on its arid stalk
the hoar plum of the golden-rod."
- John Greenleaf Whittier |
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"In winter I get up at night
And dress by yellow candle-light.
In summer quite the other way,
I have to go to bed by day.
I have to go to bed and see
The birds still hopping on the tree,
Or hear the grown-up people's feet
Still going past me in the street.
And does it not seem hard to you,
When all the sky is clear and blue,
And I should like so much to play,
To have to go to bed by day?"
- Robert Louis Stevenson, Bed in Summer |
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"The summer morn is bright and fresh, the
birds are darting by
As if they loved to breast the breeze that sweeps the cool clear sky."
- William C. Bryant |
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"Deep summer is when
laziness finds respectability."
- Sam Keen
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"You have to love a nation that
celebrates its independence every July 4th, not with a parade of guns,
tanks, and soldiers who file by the White House in a show of strength
and muscle, but with family picnics
where kids throw Frisbees, the potato salad gets iffy, and the flies
die from happiness. You may think
you have overeaten, but it is patriotism."
- Erma Bombeck |
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"Live in each season as it passes: breathe the air, drink the
drink, taste the fruit."
– Henry David Thoreau |
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"You know, when you get
your first asparagus, or your first acorn squash, or your first really
good
tomato of the season, those are the moments that define the cook's year.
I get more excited by
that than anything else."
- Mario Batali
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