Happy Last Day of Summ. . .err, August.
I know, you summer lovers are quaking in your flip flops at the mention of the end.
Here in the city, though, I'm shivering with excitement! Of course, I think everyone knows that I LOVE fall.
And for me, the end of August signals the end of summer. No matter that September is still part of summer, and often quite warm. I start getting ready to take out my pumpkins, scarecrows, and autumn dish towels. I begin dreaming of cinnamon-y smells pouring from the oven and fair season, and crockpot meals and spicy scented candles and the smell of leaves. I think that's it.
And did I mention baking?!
And so it is, with a full heart from beautiful summer stuffed with wonderful memories, I begin to bid this season adieu and look forward to the next and best season.
( I just found this on my phone. Oh summer, the things you convinced me to buy)