Sunday, August 5, 2012

/// Summer routine

   
"Yes, summer was rituals, each with its natural time and place." -Ray Bradbury, Dandelion Wine


The days melt and combine and the month changed like some sweet sun-melted popsicle. I'm no longer conscious of dates or months or hours. They are irrelevant. The only thing I can even begin to think of doing is to soak up every last drop of summer whether I'm on my own or with my favorite people.

{photos and illustration by me}

3 comments:

  1. You should be a poet. Yup. I said it. :)

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  2. Really beautiful pics! Sums up what summer is all about! Also, that first picture is more than lovely!!

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