Glimpses of My August

The last day of August brings the first day of school. A third-grader and a first-grader. The wind's been blowing wildly, tossing fall around our rosy cheeks. Their long hair is matting against their scalps. The final kiss of summer and the first kiss of fall, smothering us all at once. 

This season changing, school starting is always bittersweet. I'm still holding tight to the memories. The long days that turned into long nights, when long nights are good. Summer, we will miss you.

Follow along with Evelyne, to see her monthly glimpse.