...late summer, crammed into every minute of the past few weeks.
Monsoonal rains breeding riotous flora.
Wigglewaggin' dogs and precocious kids.
Pushing limits. Finding new ones. Pushing those.
Hip small towns off winding rural roads.
Sun and wind, rock and sky, rain and calm.
Getting (giving) a little help from (to) your friends.
Dagwoods made on the tailgate, eaten in the breeze.
Warm water, cooler days, chilly nights.
Time spent listening, laughing, silent, with friends.
Summer is just so many fashions of sweet all at once.
That said, I'm looking forward to fall so that I might finally get some sleep.
Thanks for checkin' in.