A summer question

How I love Facebook. Let me count the ways. I love receiving flowers for my garden and fish for the aquarium. I enjoy dancing with Frank and poking Madame Levy. I adore meeting new friends like Tree, or old friends like Mike.

And I surely get a kick out of answers to my questions.

Recently I asked my Facebook friends: Why must summer end?

Here are their replies.

Mary Godwin:
Summer must end so that we can get to Christmas!! ...and presents!!

	Liz Ditz: So we can get snow and go skiing!

	James Roberts: it never ends you just need to go south

	Frank Paynter: Summer must end so we can have bushels of crisp McIntosh apples, walnuts, cider, pumpkins, corn shocks, the glorious palette of autumn colors, busy squirrels, skeins of geese etching the sky, morning frost, acorn squash, children on their way to school..

It gives me something to think about. It really does.

Comments

[fp]

Sharon Brogan asked the question, "What does love want?" And Christian Crumlish laid in the answer, "Love wants not."

Facebook does have it's high points *poke*

[tamarika]

Hi Frank ... *poke* ...

[Kay Dennison]

It ends for the same reason everything happens -- because it can!