Technically, we still have another three and a half weeks of summer. But come on, Labor Day weekend has always been the traditional “end of summer” in terms of the first week of September being the last chance to catch warm weather and extended breaks from work and school.
To celebrate these last days of summer, I want to take us on one last trip to a few of my favorite places to enjoy these final moments of this most wonderful time of the year.
I’ve always been drawn to water, especially any natural body of water where it meets the land. Summer time always feels like the best beach time, and this has quickly become one of my favorite beaches to visit and take long walks along the sand.
Where did all our summer time go?
Here are a few more scenes from my original homeland. When I lived here full-time, this was all so mundane: The marine layer, the palm trees, strip malls, the old downtowns, the neighborhood stores. But now, everything here has so much more meaning.
As Joni Mitchell once wrote, “Don’t it always seem to go that you don’t know what you got ’til it’s gone.” Fortunately, they haven’t completely paved paradise to put up parking lots. Instead, I just moved away as paradise was becoming an incredibly expensive place to live. And yes, I sometimes still miss it.
So this is our last gasp of summer. I’m trying my best to enjoy it while I can. Hopefully, you can do the same. Go out and smell the roses… Or whatever pleasantly scented flowers are near you. I’ll be back home soon, once I catch a few more waves and rays under this late summer sun.