To forget yourself, the world and everything. Walk down the beach, feel the sand and the sun, forget. Be out in the garden, paint and water the plants, forget. Eat a family lunch, dance in a French nightclub, drive through field of golden wheat, fly over to green esmerald islands and walk the dusty streets of an Indian metropolis: forgive, forget, forgive, forget. Everyone, everything, yourself. Summer is theraphy for us all. All you need is summer.
(Thinking in advance, September will bring a radical change of look, maybe a change of theme, and a new regular blog updating).
For now, Summer:
