And so with the sunshine and the great bursts of leaves growing on the trees, just as things grow in fast movies, I had that familiar conviction that life was beginning over again with the summer.
F. Scott Fitzgerald
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Do you feel that way about the summer, Rudri? It’s hard to feel that way in the heat. Spring, yes. Fall, too.
I do feel a certain energy in the summer, Luanne. But I do agree that it is hard to connect to it when it is so hot.