August Break: Rain
Rainy day on the ferry.
Not to get all, like, *deep* on you, but doesn’t this picture just feel like the end of summer?
Endings and beginnings, always. I could just ride the energy of this time in between forever. So much to do, so much to look forward to. New and unknown.
My husband tells me I like “new” things. He’s wrong.
I love them.