It is the last day of vacation, summer is coming to an end. Looking out my window this morning, all I can see is rain, rain, rain. So instead I open my memory chest and wrap up sunny sunmmer days from the cabin.
Long, lazy days when we live close together. No need for many words, the language of love is in the air.
You drink your coffee, you go fishing or you travel to the land where dreams come true.
My memory chest is full and easy to open.
Photos: from Aure last week
