Wednesday, July 13, 2011


Then followed that beautiful season... Summer....
Filled was the air with a dreamy and magical light; and the landscape
Lay as if new created in all the freshness of childhood.
-- Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

 The summer night is like a perfection of thought.
-- Wallace Stevens

In summer, the song sings itself.
-- William Carlos Williams

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