Thursday, August 27, 2009
Snapshot: Summer 8
. . . have had a long-standing love-affair with summer for as long as can remember and often daydream, in the changing seasons, of the many carefree, sundrenched afternoons spent intoxicated by the beautiful languidness of it all — the sun-reflected splashes, the musical sound of white crashing waves, the warmth of saltwater breezes and the feeling that we had all the time in the world . . .