I haven’t been in school for more than a decade but Labour Day weekend still seems like summer’s last hurrah.
I still get that feeling that summer disappears the moment night closes over on Labour Day, and when I wake up that Tuesday morning fall will have arrived.
To shake off the notion that summer is over, my husband, son and I floated out on the lake on our air mattress, soaked in the sun’s still-strong rays and enjoyed a lengthy swim.
Labour Day is here and gone, but the Day family is still enjoying summer.
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