Those days are gone forever, I should just let 'em go, but

Can these last days of August please last as long long long as possible? Some things I'm loving:

1. walking through patches of shade--a palpable cool breath
2. ditto, and double, for when the shady patches have damp grass in them
   
3. hearing the birds chatter in the backyard while I read the paper
4. wearing loose dresses all summer long
5. eating the freshest most lovely food
6. tomatoes
7. tomatoes!
   

In other news, I've been living in the world of my French detective novel. It's so good that I find myself slowing down to make it last longer. There are wolves in it. Plus the title--Seeking Whom He May Devour--how much better can it get?