It’s here, the first school night of the year is here. We’ve had ourselves twelve weeks of late nights, lazy mornings, with a general looseness to our schedule that just doesn’t exist for nine out of twelve months. It’s been beyond nice, heavenly really, and as there are only a couple hours separating us from the start of our new rhythm, there is nothing left to do but declare this season finished.
But, oh! She was really something special. I’m a little sad to see her go, Summer 2015, but I do like her friend Autumn very much, and rumor has it this one is going to be particularly festive.
(I’m up much later than I should be for a girl with an alarm to face in the morning.)