Summer's End

Seasons have their stories to tell. The way things wind down always leaves something in their wake, even when it's not obvious at first. There's a nostalgia for every season, mixed with relief that the prevailing conditions have shifted for something different. When the last of the snow is about to melt, there's the tinge of regret I secretly feel in my…
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