All That Jazz

Yesterday The Yard Man and I toted another picnic supper to the park.












And, yes, there was another concert at the park.

  

The music was of my least-favorite genre.
I just wasn't all that crazy about it.
I prefer other types of music.
(And not all that jazz.)

But, Reader Dear, summer is drawing to a close.
The insects are making more noise.
The light is making itself more scarce.
Students are going back to school.
Trees are beginning their sloughing-off period.
The outdoor concerts are going to be tapering off.

Sigh. Too bad.  Alas.
(And all that jazz)