Sometimes I miss summer. Always I miss summer. It's not the heat that I miss, but the feeling of it. The feeling of free time. Waking up, working in the garden, going climbing, making dinner, then sitting around a bonfire with friends and sleeping under the stars. I guess all those things require warmth, but then also require an adequate amount of free time. School starts tomorrow. My last winter in Provo most likely unless something dramatic/traumatic happens and I'm here for a while longer. Each semester gets harder to focus. All I want to do is live on a boat or move to Eastern Europe and eat blackberries all day.
[Image taken with Kodak Portra 400NC at a recent wedding]