Chers été,

June 6, 2011 § Leave a comment

Living full time in a city where it snows more then six month out of the year it’s hard not to romanticize summer. To create moments filled with sunshine and warmth, to crave golden skin, a sign that the sun can still darken the skin.  Not to mention the fact that I’ve never left this concrete jail cell of a place, never seen the ocean, never walk emong the ancient oaks, or fallen asleep in a hammock. All things I relate to the idea of summer. So please rain and clouds that are hanging over my little Albertan city, GO AWAY!

Hammock
Waves
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