The summer comes in bringing the best and the worst of things.

The birds sing beautifully and their flight from tree to tree dazzles all who care to watch. The sun shines down warming the water where we gaze upon fish jumping and procreation takes place in the depths of the water. Our cars have a little kick to them with the clear roads and endless highway. Trees are voluptuous with shiny green leaves and filled with the frolicking of squirrels and and the buzzing of insects...

Ah, Yes the fruitful and very giving summer.

But then there are some things Summer gives that aren't so conducive to our lives...

A guy takes a girl to the park to tell her the relationship is over... A woman files for divorce on grounds of infidelity... a couple says their done and drama ensues... A woman separates from a man she has known for a long time...

What is up with Summer?! Is it the heat that makes people want to break someones heart? Every year it seems there are too many females left crying when the sun hits it's peak or guys at the bar with their boys sulking over a beer because of heartbreak when the heat picks up. There seems to be many engagements as well as new births, yes, but the biggest trend seems to be break-ups. Why is that?

Well I can formulate a hypothesis and do another blog entry on what I find out.

Hypothesis: Couples break up during the summer / warmer months for the sake of being single, therefore, being free to frolick amongst other women and men to form new partnerships. It's almost like a cycle.

Let's say a man and woman get together in August. They're able to enjoy the time together at the end of the summer, festivals are dwindling, time once again turns to the colder season and in order to keep warm, they snuggle up with one another. The holidays are family oriented so they have thay significant other to bring to family functions, reunions, etc. Months pass and Spring springs. Cabin fever ensues and either party gets the itch to run and the break up happens. It doesn't make sense to me and I pray to God that it never happens to me but I am still not seeing why. Is it perhaps that they weren't supposed to be together in the first place? Were they not supposed to meet at that time? Do people get the urge because the skimpier clothing comes out at that time and people want to be free to be fornicators?

The world may never know...