Hang on little summer, hang on

To everyone talking about fall, back-to-school, weather changing and rains returning, boots, tights, new sweaters: I say ptooey. It's August. It's supposed to be our one dry hot month of the year. I know it's raining. But it can't be for real. It just can't be. It's a fluke few days and soon it will be summer again! Sunshine! Heat! Summer! I'm manifesting here. Say it out loud and it will be.