Dear Summer,
I am ready for you to go away. I would like to be able to run outside and be able to breathe. I don't want to water the grass anymore and I would like to be able to turn off our fans and stop living in a wind tunnel. I would like to be able to sit on my front porch without melting. So I've had enough until February when I will have forgotten what August in South Carolina feels like and I will be ready for my knit dresses and flip flops. I will miss those dresses and flip flops.
Sincerely, Jess
Photos from We Heart It.