Just when I loosen my death grip on summer and surrender to the call of fall, nature has released a blast of hear to weaken my resolve. Yea another day for short sleeves and sandles. Heat over cold any day for me. What will I miss when summer finally passes away? Open windows, fresh veggies and oh my beloved Spring Lake melons, fresh flowers from the garden, walks in the part, morning tea in the porch swing, long daylight evenings Sigh! What will I NOT miss? Sunburn, bugs, motorcycle noise. Not much really.