What an beautiful, golden summer we have had this year. Long sunny days, plenty of blue sky and temperatures souring up to their 30s.
Late spring and all the senses and rejoicing with the coming summer. We long for walks on the beach, summer night dancing parties, abandons of delicious fruits and salads.
Its early June. The days are pregnant with the heavy promise of summer, but the first bright-eyed, sun-kissed, warm-embracing day has not arrived yet. My soul is waiting.
Late August. Sunny terrace and a glass of chilled Chardonnay. The sky is beautifully bright and smiling but a gentle breeze reminds me of the changing season. Autumn is coming.
Summer holidays in my grandmother’s house. Sunshine and light, butterflies and flowers, fresh sweet strawberries and endless fun.
My cousin and I were playing in the garden.
Easter Sunday Lunch. What a delight to share this moment with close family and friends.