Summer approaches, Spring is past, Winter's forgotten, Autumn long-gone. Those of us who live where the seasons are so distinct are fortunate, but there is an undeniable emotional tie to seasonal change; our souls may feel slightly unsettled, even melancholy, as if bracing for some transformation of our own, and a bit of uncertainty. It occurs to me that this is a good thing; when faced with change, we are taken out of our comfort zone, we stretch a little, learn something new, and grow as we embrace new challenges. Many say their favorite is summer, but I believe there is something wondrous in each of the seasons. Keep in mind it is simp