I can’t believe it’s almost September. This summer has absolutely flown for me. It started out strong with my trip to California and has continued to be great, though I’ve definitely spent too much time inside. It never got terribly hot here this summer, something which didn’t bother me at all! I’ve never been a fan of hot weather.
It’ll be time soon enough for me to tell you, again, how much I love fall, but for now I want to say that while I can see the days getting shorter I still love that it’s light in the mornings when I leave for the gym, and light when I get home. Walking out of my apartment some days lately it’s been just a little cool when there’s a breeze, but not cool enough to need a jacket. Today on the subway back to Brooklyn it was quiet – so quiet that I got a seat the whole way home. Everyone is leaving the city, or at least taking off of work, for one last summer weekend.
I don’t have any special plans yet, but I hope to spend at least part of the weekend in the park. I know how much I’ll miss this weather when it’s cold and slushy outside, but right now that seems like it happened so long ago that it’s almost not real. The summer’s flown by, but it’s also been summer forever.
How are you celebrating the end of summer, or the beginning of fall?
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