Perfect summer day is when the sun is shining, the breeze is blowing, the birds are singing, and the lawn mower is broken.

Quote by James Dent

Topics: Cute Summer Quotes

A perfect summer day is when the sun is shining, the breeze is blowing, the...

A perfect summer day is when the sun is shining, the breeze is blowing, the...

A perfect summer day is when the sun is shining, the breeze is blowing, the...

A perfect summer day is when the sun is shining, the breeze is blowing, the...

And you would accept the seasons of your heart just as you have always accepted...

And you would accept the seasons of your heart just as you have always accepted...

It was cold out there, bitter, biting, cutting, piercing, hyperborean, marmoreal cold, and there were...

It was cold out there, bitter, biting, cutting, piercing, hyperborean, marmoreal cold, and there were...

All through the long winter, I dream of my garden. On the first day of...

All through the long winter, I dream of my garden. On the first day of...

In seed time learn, in harvest teach, in winter enjoy.

In seed time learn, in harvest teach, in winter enjoy.

What you have to remember is that baseball isn't a week or a month but...

What you have to remember is that baseball isn't a week or a month but...

April showers bring forth May flowers

April showers bring forth May flowers

I'm not that interested in fashion... When someone says that lime-green is the new black...

I'm not that interested in fashion... When someone says that lime-green is the new black...

It was one of those perfect English autumnal days which occur more frequently in memory...

It was one of those perfect English autumnal days which occur more frequently in memory...

For him in vain the envious seasons roll, Who bears eternal summer in his soul.

For him in vain the envious seasons roll, Who bears eternal summer in his soul.

No winter lasts forever; no spring skips its turn.

No winter lasts forever; no spring skips its turn.

Winter, a bad guest, sitteth with me at home; blue are my hands with his...

Winter, a bad guest, sitteth with me at home; blue are my hands with his...

Spring passes and one remembers one's innocence. Summer passes and one remembers one's exuberance. Autumn...

Spring passes and one remembers one's innocence. Summer passes and one remembers one's exuberance. Autumn...

Long stormy spring-time, wet contentious April, winter chilling the lap of very May; but at...

Long stormy spring-time, wet contentious April, winter chilling the lap of very May; but at...

What you have to remember is that baseball isn't a week or a month but...

What you have to remember is that baseball isn't a week or a month but...

No one can look at a pine tree in winter without knowing that spring will...

No one can look at a pine tree in winter without knowing that spring will...

Reality is just a crutch for people who can't cope with drugs.

Reality is just a crutch for people who can't cope with drugs.

Summer is the time when one sheds one's tensions with one's clothes, and the right...

Summer is the time when one sheds one's tensions with one's clothes, and the right...

To be interested in the changing seasons is a happier state of mind than to...

To be interested in the changing seasons is a happier state of mind than to...