…so we’re firmly into Fall. The layering begins. I do love the golden light that drowns the richer colors. I do love the tones that start to dominate the city. But I deeply lament the end of the warmth. It feels like I’m breaking up with the Sun. It feels like we’re giving each other the parting kiss goodbye.
And I don’t like that. Absence does not make the heart grow fonder. As much as I love the rich hues of Fall, my heart will always lie with the bright and vivid hues of Summer.