Dear Summer,
Thanks for the memories: sand between our toes, flip flops and tank tops, Coppertoned skin, wind-whipped hair, dripping ice cream cones, lazy days and late sunsets, quiet reading time, blanket forts, giggles with loved ones, hot marshmallows over the campfire, lavender breezes, warm rain and lush greens.
Oh, and one last blast of the backyard hose.
See you next year! 💗
A fun scene preserve forever.
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Yes… and I’m thankful for it!
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