But the fair, it's also somewhat of a painful reminder. A reminder that the end of Summer is near, and I'll soon be back in school. School and I? We are not good friends -- at all. We never really have been, and we probably never will be.
That's not to say I'm not excited for autumn, the season itself. I'm ecstatic, to say the least. Chunky knits, cozy scarves, and pumpkin lattes are calling my name. You could say that Carlotta explains my exact thoughts in this post. Which doesn't surprise me, quite honestly. After all, we have come to the conclusion that we're twin sisters separated at birth. ;)
autumn lovelies via pinterest
So, I guess what I'm trying to say is -- as much as I'm going to miss the carefree aura of Summer, I'm really going to try and embrace Autumn, and all that it brings.
But at this very moment, the sun is shining, it's twenty-three degrees celsius, and there's a fresh jar of sun-tea on the table. I'm off to go make the most of it.