Instead, there are cool evenings, gray skies, a light breeze, and it feels like a second spring has arrived.

And you know... for some reason, I even like it.

A second spring is also a time of change. A time when everything around seems to freeze a bit, only to blossom anew. Perhaps I need just such a pause right now.

I'm sitting alone by the window, watching summer carefully pretend to be spring, and I think maybe not every summer has to be hot. Sometimes it just comes to remind us that even cool days can be beautiful. ☁️🌿

Or maybe this summer is just waiting for someone to warm it up with...