Summer babies love summertime; I'm a summer baby. Well, using the term rather loosely, of course. Officially, it's not yet the season. Nonsense. June is the Friday of summer; July is Saturday; and August is Sunday. Just ask my niece, Vicki. We've had lengthy, poolside discussions about this concept. Regardless; it's Friday morning, and I'm thrilled. It's my season.To honor the occasion, June's flower has just decided to open its first blossom. Is it any wonder that the flower of passion is the flower of the month?
So, on this Tuesday, I'm sendin' out some Friday lovin'.
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