I can already feel it gaining momentum, turning from one or two hot afternoons into two months of freedom, and the time to pursue long projects and crazy experiences.
Everything about summer represents liberty; the clothes, the food, the colors, and the weather. Those late summer afternoons laying in the sand for hours with the sun beating on your back, those summer nights with the cool air and the dark, navy sky freckled with stars…
They’re all filled with the same feeling- that something’s magical, and wonderful and beautiful.
This summer, just like the last and the one before that, will leave its mark. Below are some pictures which we feel represent that carefree, summer spirit.
“summer afternoon—summer afternoon; to me those have always been the two most beautiful words in the english language.” – henry james
“summer-induced stupidity. that was the diagnosis.” -aimee friedman
“and so with the sunshine and the great bursts of leaves growing on the trees, just as things grow in fast movies, I had that familiar conviction that life was beginning over again with the summer.” -the great gatsby