Summer's last happy gasp.
Summer's last dance...last laugh...last color.
Summer's last ode to longer days...to lingering light.
I couldn't help but nod...as they nodded back. I couldn't help but smile...as they smiled too. It's as if we all knew what one another was thinking.
Yes - this summer season is now ending.
It's wilting. It's wasting. It's fading away. It's clearing space for all things new.
Autumn's first breath.