Indian Summer

I'll take any summer I can get. My shorts and flip-flops have not been retired yet. Jumpers hang around the waist. My sunglasses are fixed to my face and I eat ice cream every day. Beer tastes better, earned by merely enduring the warmth of the sun.

The joy of falling asleep on top of the covers and waking up without a chill.

The light fades a bit earlier though, and the sun's lazier in the morning. Indian summers tend to be short, but I'll take what I can get.


Some new pics up here and here. Weddings and wanderings from a brilliant weekend.