It’s getting dark earlier and earlier, the temperature drops more every night. I can almost see autumnal foliage on trees.
I’m in love with nature these days.
Love me as the summer gone
When eyes were closed and days were long, so long
I burned a torch for you but all the while
Somewhere in the haze you lost your smile
(Summer by Blackfield)
phoyo by Isac Goulart