last photo by  Nastasja

last photo by Nastasja

Summer is over. I can feel it in the chilly morning air, in the scent of the forest (wet moss, decaying mushrooms, and drying leaves), and in how the wind stubbornly finds its way through my jacket. This summer has been filled with amazing, beautiful, blissful moments that may seem simple to the eye, but felt world-changing. Moments that I know I'll treasure the coming year when we're separated by the North Sea, so I'm saving them deep within, in wait for yet another summer and the rest of our lives.