What happens to Spring when it goes?

I can see the whole city from up here...

 

And I wonder...Where does Spring go when it's no longer Spring? What happens to the flowers and the bees and the warm-but-not-too-hot sunshine?

 

I think Summer comes next. I can feel it waiting, getting ready to come in the warm wind and the bright beating sun. But then Spring will be gone, and I think I will feel a little bit sad. I very much love the Spring... The wet, cool grass. The smells of the creatures waking up after winter. The way that my person walks and walks for hours, and the little stops we make along the way to hang out in Nature. The, of course, the fact that Nature is not making it too hot, nor too cold. Spring is pretty much perfect.

 

So I guess I will just enjoy Spring while it's here!

 

Isn't life wonderful??