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July 30, 2011
Those summer evenings seem to go on forever when I was growing up Michigan is rather far west for the time zone, and the House on the Hill had a broad view of the sky in all directions. Sitting out on the front porch (a concrete pad, really) trying to catch a cool breeze, it seemed that it would never be truly dark, it was such a slow, dimming of the evening. There were fireflies to watch, sparklers on the 4th of July and kool aid pops to enjoy. They truly were the long, lazy days and nights of summer.