Summer is winding down, and I wonder where the time went. The heat continues, making the attic unbearable to sleep in. Everyone has moved out of the house, save the one I like living with the most. And we'll clean it all out, and it all begins again. Feeling inner elation.
Here are a couple of pictures from 2017. I don't feel melancholic, but there's still an appeal in that idea for me. It's an end of summer, and a change in the weather signalling it's time for a new beginning, a new year to start. I can start again.
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| Following the light, March 31/L Herlevi, 2017 |
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| Melancholy, March 31/L Herlevi, 2017 |
