and another season is over

we ended this one having a barbecue by the river. later, when the empty beer bottles were lined up like faithful little witnesses of the earlier festivity, and the torches were beginning to wear out, we got to talking about what may lie ahead of us. a bright, yet unknown summer is awaiting us, followed by the supposable last season the way we know it. it is exciting and as scary as it gets at the same time. what to predict for that last season? work, worries, anger, doubts and fears; but steadfast idealism and much love in the end.

sorry to those who think they are above that.