I'm just not ready.
When did it get to be the end of August???
I am not ready to hand over my outdoor dinners
and favorite summer treats.
I know, that secretly, I am already beyond excited for fall. I have already begun playing out ridiculous Americana situations in my mind... like going to pumpkin farms and apple picking in tall rich leather boots, lightweight sweaters from an autumnal palette and fat effortlessly wrapped chunky knit scarves. (What...you don't dream according to outfit?) Regardless, I am literally trying to ignore all of my
never ending usual daydreams of what is coming next- to try and revel in all the glory that is August...but I am still hoping that some of August's best qualities spill into September...come on, at least the first few weeks!
So for now, come on August, just stay with me a little longer.