A night in August; friends leaving our house after a nice evening- me and my sister saying goodbyes. It´s still summer, but something in the air tells that the summer is turning into fall.
The vibrant colors of trees against the blue, blue sky. Crisp fall air. Kids (and, umm, some adults) playing in the leaves. Evenings getting darker. A cup of tea with a friend in the candle light while the rain is falling melancholically on the metal roof. It´s warm inside.