september 16 . 2016

a love letter to september

Dear September,

You’re one of my favorites. Not quite as magical as October, but certainly delightful in your own way.

Your morning chill creeps in quietly, trying desperately not to be noticed by all those Summer-lovers out there. As soon as the sun is fully apparent over that distant mountain across my valley, you dash away, not to be felt again until dusk. Continue reading “september 16 . 2016”