Summer will soon be a memory.
So when that summer sun spills through in September, I stop and let its heat soak through me.
In September, when the leaves are beginning to turn and the mornings are crisp, hot summer afternoons are a welcome gift.
Summer will soon be a memory.
So when that summer sun spills through in September, I stop and let its heat soak through me.
In September, when the leaves are beginning to turn and the mornings are crisp, hot summer afternoons are a welcome gift.
In a Snap 
I’m not looking forward to the end of summer. I need another month of it!
At least! 🙂
The photo is so beautiful! I assume it was you who took it? Great job!
Thanks so much! Yes, it was me who took it… All the photos on the blog are mine. I’m happy you like it!