End of summer

I love summer.

Warm nights and even warmer days…longer daylight, wearing little clothing…flip flops and sandals, sundresses and short shorts…bathing suits and tans…sand between my toes. Lobsters and sunsets…picnics and cookouts. You get it. You get how I feel about summer.

Why do we always rush the seasons?

Fall is my second favorite season, and I love it. I love all things pumpkin and apple. I love Hayrides and fall colors. I love the foliage we have here in New England so much…I love apple picking and pumpkin picking, I love cozy blankets, fall scented candles and football season.

Why do we always rush the seasons?

With fashion, summertime goes very quickly here in New England. We warm up in June enough to keep out our summer clothes for the next few months. Then come August, we tend to have some fallish weather some nights and mornings, but to be honest, our summer temps usually last into September. I’m not about to put away my summer styles yet, and while I may be thinking ahead to my fall transition wardrobe, I’m still embracing all that’s summer.

Officially summer is the September 22nd last I checked.