90 Days of Summer, Too Many Days of Winter

It is almost summer, officially. The negatives to me about the beginning of summer, though it is the longest day of the year, the days will then begin getting shorter, and we are getting closer to fall, which I despise, and worse, we are getting closer to winter, which I loathe. But I look for the positive and live for the moment. If I worry about fall approaching, I cannot enjoy the fun of summer. The first day of winter is of course the shortest day of the year, but the days get longer from there. Which is the only thing that makes winter bearable.  I see each day as one more day closer to spring.