The end of summer

That first morning when you step outside and realise that instead of sticky humidity and heavy, hot air, there’s only cool, fresh air… when you forget to take your fan out with you and discover afterwards that you didn’t even need it… when you shiver a little on the walk home and wonder if you should wear a light cardigan or jacket tomorrow… when the leaves start to change colour and rustle in the beautiful breeze…

Summer is gone. It just makes me happy.


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