Summer lies behind us..

Each day we inch closer to my least favourite time of year.  

Winter is coming...

So before I lose all hope and bust out the sweaters, shovels, and ice scrapers; I would like to mourn the loss of summer by indulging in one last look to a time of open windows, sandals, and flowers.  

Pink blossums and the start of the summer in Bridgeland.

Don't get me wrong, winter does have a few nice qualities, but in a strictly ranking system, winter fairs lowest on the totem pole of the four seasons.

I'll give you three guesses where this was taken.  No wait, one-unless you live in this city directly under a rock...under a bridge...unconscious.

What's that patio?  You're calling me? 

I'm sorry I haven't visited more.  We definitely, need to see more of each other.

So it is with a salute that I say goodbye old friend.  I will miss you more that you miss me, it's okay-we'll see each other in like 10 months?  Boo and definitely hiss. 

It was 41 degrees in Vegas.  The rubber soles of my shoes melted into the pavement at a red light-never have I ever wanted air-conditioning more:)

Have a beautiful day!