At the close of every July, I find myself almost uncontrollably feeling the sad sense that summer is over. As a born and raised Idaho farm girl, I know that isn’t true. There is still plenty of farm work to do. Where I’m from, wheat harvest is just wrapping up. Neighbors will begin third cutting hay within a couple weeks, and fourth cutting won’t come until mid-September. The fields still need irrigated, and there’s plenty to do outside. I know this, yet I still find myself engulfed by that feeling. Summer is over. Reflections of Youth Likely, this feeling stems…