"Summer girls they sure are fun
Get so golden in the sun"
from Summer Girls
as sung by Blue Rodeo
Faded flowers and the last of the summer girls
at a family BBQ Tuesday night.
"I will arise and go now, and go to Innisfree,
And a small cabin build there, of clay and wattles made;
Nine bean-rows will I have there, a hive for the honey-bee,
And live alone in the bee-loud glade."
from The Lake Isle of Innisfree
by William Butler Yeats