My great grandmother used to say that the summer was over on the Fourth of July. For me, it was always a little later. Usually in mid-August, we would stay at my grandparents house. We were go to church on August 15 and frequently, there would be a chill in the air as we walked to and from church. I hate to see the summer go so it's tempting to stitch summer related canvases. The one above just came in the store and is a fabulous beach canvas.
If it's gone before you get here, I can order it for you!
