Summer's last happy gasp.

Summer's last dance...last laugh...last color.

Summer's last ode to longer days...to lingering light.

I couldn't help but nod...as they nodded back. I couldn't help but smile...as they smiled too. It's as if we all knew what one another was thinking.

Yes - this summer season is now ending.

It's wilting. It's wasting. It's fading away. It's clearing space for all things new.

Autumn's first breath.