Ray Bradbury. Dandelion wine (№ 13717)

June dawns, July afternoons, the August evening - all over, finished, gone forever and remain only in memory. Now, ahead of a long autumn, white winter, cool verdant spring, and during this time, you need to think about the past summer and to summarize. But if he [Douglas] something to forget - well, in the cellar is the wine of dandelions, on each bottle the number is derived, and in them all the days of summer, every one of them.