Summer seems to be slipping through my fingers. I want to hold onto it as long as I can, but August is here which means before we know it fall will be upon us.
Let's make memories today, and do something we can't do in the winter.
What do you say?
“And so with the sunshine and the great bursts of leaves growing on the trees, just as things grow in fast movies, I had that familiar conviction that life was beginning over again with the summer.” F.Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby