The last week of August is upon me and I am in mourning for the passing of summer. The summer is MY time, MY season, and when I feel most alive. My birthday is in the summer – and I do think we tend to prefer the season we were born in – and I […]
The last week of August is upon me and I am in mourning for the passing of summer. The summer is MY time, MY season, and when I feel most alive. My birthday is in the summer – and I do think we tend to prefer the season we were born in – and I […]