'Squeaky swings and tall grass...'

I am grasping on to the last bit of summer. I usually have no problem moving on to fall, but this year, I don't know, I don't want summer to end. I love the bright evenings, the tall grass, and long shadows. I love how the sun makes everything beautiful at this time of the day, right after dinner, when the boys have full bellies, and running around in bare feet is mandatory.

Le sigh.

























This song = Summer.