In the summer, we write life’s summary with the slow waves of love flowing over the sandy beach. The slow breeze and the warm sun write our memories ~ Debasish Mridha
Some of the days in November carry the whole memory of summer as a fire opal carries the color of moonrise ~ Gladys Taber
every summer has its own story ~
the tan will fade but the memories will always stay ~ Kiara Harris
To guarantee the individual maximum freedom within a social frame of minimal laws ensures – if not happiness – its hopeful pursuit ~ John Updike
I pray that the life of this spring and summer may ever lie fair in my memory ~ Henry David Thoreau
Journeys with Eileen Diane 