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| Birds were busy finding partners, food, and a place to raise their young. |
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| Busy eating, preparing for the endless cycle of seasons. |
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| Swift storms brought rainbows.. |
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| And beautiful evening skies. |
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| And those storms brought the creek bed higher... |
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| And made tiny water falls over every rock. |
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| Every day was an adventure. |
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| Every hour a story waiting to be told. |
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The sunshine through the leaves made it seem
like reality was altered. |
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| And the water begged to be swam in. |
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Standing on the shore was like looking to the future, never knowing what was in it,
yet excited to find out. |
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| Flowers waited impatiently to be picked. |
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| And Tomorrow waited impatiently to be discovered. |
Yes, Summer had finally arrived.
“All in all, it was a never-to-be-forgotten summer — one of those summers which come seldom into any life, but leave a rich heritage of beautiful memories in their going — one of those summers which, in a fortunate combination of delightful weather, delightful friends and delightful doing, come as near to perfection as anything can come in this world.”
― L.M. Montgomery, Anne's House of Dreams
This is a repost from two years ago, but I think it is still very relevant.
