Where has the summer gone?
Summer is too short a season. As soon as one begins to enjoy it, it seems that it already wants to be on its way. Of course, autumn will come with its magic of colours, but the heat, the long days, the flowers in the meadows and on the windowsills, the clouds, the thunderstorms, the clear skies, the scents, the cows grazing, the mushrooms, the endless paths, the rides, the climbs are all part of the beauty in summer. Yes, as Victor Hugo wrote, the summer which goes on its way is a friend who leaves. So, let us enjoy these last days of a season that we would never like to end.
TONIGHT AT THE BISTROT MUSIC CLUB:
Let's have some fun!