Day 52 Juice Feast -- It's Here: Summer

If I am partial to any season it would have to be any other season but summer. Still, there is something magical about summer that I can't resist.  Usually it's something like summer-by-association (and except for a faint liking of Richard III this is the only way I can enjoy Shakespeare too), or that the people around me love summer so much I can't help but love it too.

Gather Ye Rosebuds While Ye May (John William Waterhouse)

In other news...a few blocks from the train station every Friday from here until the end of summer is a Farmer's Market. I stopped by today and checked on what was sprayed and what wasn't. Cucumbers were 50 cents each! That is one fine thing about summer.