It's hard to believe that this summer is already a memory. That each little moment, like going for a day trip to the beach, or reading on the deck as the sun set, or coffee and doughnuts with friends at 4 am, is gone forever, except for in my heart, through these photographs, and scrawled across the pages of my journal.
This summer was one of the best yet, and while I'm sort of in denial that it has already come to an end, I'm still happy with what I got out of it. Hanging out with friends, picking berries, a camping trip, a morning dip into the pacific, turning sixteen, a trip to New York, getting my license, days spent downtown, a summer job, and many days of relaxing at home, with nowhere to be, and nothing to do.
It was a summer of perfection and I wouldn't change a single second of it.
xoxo - hope