Goodbye sweet summer.

Summer is nearing a close. Soon it will be red leaves, cold air, ballet flats and itchy sweaters. Not to mention, a yearly case of bronchitis that springs up around November. Can't. Wait.

But it was a good summer, full of camping, beaching, concerts on the pier, ferry rides to the island, drinking cold bevages while floating down a river, out of state visitors, bicycle rides until my legs are numb, climbing rocks, laughing so hard with friends around a campfire that you cry, dance parties, sewing/failure nights and honey tea vodka. Goodbye dear summer. Can't wait until we meet again.

My dear Kennebunk Beach.