Is summer really winding down? Is it the end again? I felt the first nip in the air last week, blowing through my hair, the windows, my fingers. I’m not done yet though. Can’t we just freeze this moment?

I didn’t swim in the ocean like I planned to, didn’t make half as many popsicles as I wanted, didn’t sit on my porch and read in the sun as much as I should have, didn’t go for long drives with the windows down enough.

I’m not regretful, just mournful in the way that I always am when I’m forced to say goodbye to the summer. I did a lot of amazing things this summer; many items got crossed off my Summer Bucket list. We had several successful barbecues, I spent a lot of time in the sun, I made watermelon sangria, we went camping a couple of times, we ate plentifully from our little garden, I made a million batches of pasta salad, I kept up with DIY summer manicures every week, we ate balsamic vinegar on practically everything, we went hiking, I got a new job, and I made a huge dent in my 30 Before 30 Project.

I’m looking forward to Fall. I’m more productive in the cold weather months, more focused, more creatively inspired I think. I read more. I spend a lot more time in the kitchen. There is a lot of much anticipated new music coming out and shows to go to. I have a lot of great blog posts I want to make happen for you. I want to do a ton of home projects I couldn’t over the summer. It’s going to be great. But, still…

So long sweet summer. Until the next one.