September

September is a wierd month in California. And by wierd I mean the best. September is the best month of the year. The weather stays warm and the days still feel long-ish and the feeling of summer is still in the air. But then there's this other feeling. This slight cooling. This breeze. This something that tells you that things are changing. Even if you can't put your finger on it. And that space in between seasons, that's where I am sublimely happy. It's magic.

So, thanks for hanging around Summer:




And nice to see you again Fall (time to break out things that are comfy):

all images via Housemartin