the summer is slipping away. our old house is chilly in the morning; too chilly to keep open. our painted toes and tanned skin will soon be covered, hidden by our long sleeved wardrobes. now is the time of year when we treasure the last bits of blazing sun, the last opportunities to swim, and to BBQ in tank tops. here in new england our lives are led by the ever changing weather.
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