The Last Days of Summer — Donna Hopkins

I am not usually a fan of summer. Too much sunshine and not enough rain here in the South. Schedules packed with forced fun. But this summer was different, as I mostly loafed. It would be easy to count taking pictures as work, but it wasn’t. It might seem that I have traveled a good bit, and I have. But mostly around and around in a big circle with my home as the center point. I have taken a good many pictures by showing up and meeting life with curiosity, openness, and gratitude. These last days of summer are bittersweet; I have seen flowers bloom that I never expected to see. And that is enough.