Summer is almost over.

As hard as it is to believe the 100 plus temperatures will start to drop and then fade from memory. The snow cone stands will start to close and the sundresses will thicken into long coats. The gulls will be drowned out by the approaching marching bands as autumn, homecoming and the holidays begin to loom before us. Another summer  will move from the hopeful joy of possibilities into the history books.  I hope this summer was a good one for you, as good as mine even. But before this summer is gone forever… One last trip… one last soiree… She’s been a fantastic muse, the Summer of ‘11.  Let’s see her off like the dynamic lady that she is. However you choose to say goodbye I wish you luck and an appropriate level of debauchery… and a woman in a bikini to celebrate with.