Posts Tagged ‘summer’
Composition with Brown, White & Yellow
I call this my Mondrian dress, and if this were a painting it probably would be Composition with Brown, White and Yellow.
The Happy Season
My heart sank a little this morning when I saw a woman wearing a cardigan over her dress.
It was barely a month ago when summer begun around here, so I’m a little reluctant to accept its inevitable end.
I told someone recently of a certain sense of spontaneity that takes us over during the warmer season.
I feel we’re happier and perhaps kinder to each other…
I call it the happy season.
Like the day I wore this dress, I met an older couple while waiting in line at the coffee shop, they thought I looked like their daughter who’d moved away to Montreal.
I was intrigued because I rarely get that, the man showed me a cell phone picture of the daughter and all I saw was a girl with sad eyes who had a dress like mine on.
I looked at the parents and realized that they probably miss their child, so I joined them for coffee.
I listened to them talk about this stranger; a daughter who made their eyes sparkle, whose antics made them laugh, and it made me laugh.
And though I believed I was doing this for them, it was a little for me too…
And that’s the wonder of summer.
Outfit Details: Dress – Cheap Monday | Shirt – The Gap | Shoes – Fluevog | Bag – Massimo Dutti
Summer’s End
This evening my mom said she can feel summer slipping away, she feels it in her bones, and there’s a bit of a chill in the air at night.
I feel we should probably make the most of the remaining nice days left, and hope still for a spectacular autumn.
I read something brilliant yesterday; “The days are long, but the years are short”, which is essentially how I feel about the passing of time; it’s a quote by happiness expert Gretchen Rubin and it speaks to me.
The take away here is to engage less in those activities that make the days seem long, and I’m trying…
Ninety-three Days of Summer
It’s day thirty of these ninety-three days of summer; and it’s been anything but summery.
Nowadays it seems the weather can only work in extremes, it’s either sweltering hot there or unseasonably cold here; we’ve lost the balance.
I’m still hopeful that we’ll get to have a bit of summer this year, that these sixty odd days remaining will turn things around.
While we wait, we’re begrudgingly thankful that we didn’t pack those scarves away.
