Enter fall. The days are getting shorter already and we are headed straight for the dungeon. It is just too soon, I can't handle it. In an attempt to talk myself off the ledge, I am trying to focus on the highlights: the bugs are gone (singing on the bike is back), half of your clothes seem new again (at least for the next five minutes), and fall marks the return of cut flowers and candle lights. And another unexpected benefit from the crazy heavy rain are the monster puddles, turning into mirrors offering a peak into a parallel world. The silver lining:
And what comes after rain?
Have a sweet weekend.