summer memories: rowan island

Now that October kicks in and sun sets at seven in the evening, memories of summer float away, they hide from the rain, wind and cold. Summer seems to last forever when it's in full bloom, and next moment it's gone, and the long wait for spring starts again. Looking at images taken in the full light of some three months brings it back, briefly, but so that I remember how the dripping light in your arms feels like, the taste of cherries returns, the scent of grass and warm ocean dashes in, the fragrance of lime flowers and the feather-light breeze is in my nostrils and in my hair for a moment, just to fade off again with the dusky fall night.

Visited Rowan Island with Q.
Light sea breeze, white warm sand under bare feet, cries of gulls and round marks in the wet sand.







Last image by Q/naou