Everyone keeps talking about how sad they are about summer ending, and although we are well into August, I’m choosing to ignore all the naysayers. Summer starts and ends a lot later here in Berlin anyway, and if the heatwave this week is any indication, the warm is definitely here to stay. The sun might be starting to set earlier, but it is still light out at 8 PM. Granted, summer always feels too short compared to the ridiculous Berlin winters that would even make Russia jealous – something I am clearly looking forward to with such joy (note the sarcasm). But even knowing that come mid to late September I’ll be working on my layering game, I’m choosing to ignore it. Hell, even if I were still in Virginia where the summer is coming to a sleepy end, why lament the simultaneously near and distant future when I could be enjoying sticky warm nights? I’m busy looking to do just about everything and anything outdoors for as long as the good summer vibes are flowing, and have been going to open-air film nights, rooftop bars, public parks, street food festivals and everything else in between.
But as amazing as summer in the city can be (and trust me! it really is), there is something so calming and intimate about quite summers spent closer to nature with beautiful summer skies that reach into every corner of the earth, hugging the edges between land and air – I swear the sunsets in Virginia are the most beautiful I have ever seen -, stalks of grass tall enough to tickle your nose, flowing bodies of cool water, and soft breezes coming through open windows and open doors. The collection of photos above all give me that quiet country summer feeling where the sky is still lit up after dark from all the lightning bugs navigating their way through the night.
005: albertsoloviev | 006: hannes_becker | 007: dromelot | 008: dromelot | 009: kiaannawhachell
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