Summer may come, summer must go

Two plastic tumblers

With the end of summer comes, I suppose, the end of frosty, cool, tall drinks.

I guess if I have to pitch something, it may as well be a pair of insulated cups that have developed near-fatal flaws: hairline cracks on their outer walls, not affecting the glasses' ability to hold liquids, but no longer festive-looking, by a long shot, now that I'm taking time to look. And, of course, frosty, cool, tall, summer drinks, by definition, equals festive - and so these formerly perky tumblers must go. . . with summer.

xo, LD