Q: Where do eggs go on summer vacation?
A: New Yolk City

Q: Where do mummies go on summer vacation?
A: Nowhere. They’re afraid to relax and unwind.

Summer Thoughts

Summer is a sailor in a rowboat and ice-cream on your dress when you’re four years old.  Summer is a man with his coat off, wet sand between your toes, the smell of a garden an hour before moonrise. Oh, summer is silk itself, a giant geranium and music from a flute far away!
~ Michael Brown