Darkness is filling in all around us, but it hasn’t contaminated our spirits. Not yet at least. I can still feel the heat and salt on my skin. I put together this collection so I can refer to it in February and March when my resolve begins to weaken. When it begins to feel like the light will never return. But, of course, beach days and impromptu neighborhood barbecues always come back. Thank you, Summer. You’re the best.
by Channing