The lazy hazy days of summer... When I was a kid summer seemed like the longest stretch of time to me. It seemed n-e-v-e-r ending...not so much anymore. Now it seems to get shorter and go faster than I ever expected. So if you are like me and it seems to fly by I hope that you can take some time to float in a pink inner tube, read under a striped beach umbrella, feel the breeze of the fan on your face, hear the sounds of the waves washing on the shore, swim in a crystal clear lake, kayak on whatever body of water you like, and eat lots of summer produce from the farmer's market.