“Ah, fall. Thankfully it’s just around the corner.”
That’s swell, Don. I enjoyed your poetic efforts some. (“Like the goose who, beckoned by a dancing northern breeze, lifts south in migratory response, we also sense the approach of fall.”) You lost me, though, when you started on “Miss Hottie Summer.”
And darn those “nightly walkers with [their] pedometers and cool hydration containers!”
Not following? Yeah, I found the connection void too.
We’ll try again next week, I guess. See you then!