Summer-kiss

The tepid summer breeze rolls across my face. Whispering the secrets of spring. As the light shines upon me, keeping my body warm. I look at dense packed skies, swarming with the colours of summer. Time is a precious child. Even though we could wish it stayed the same for the rest of time, we have to face the future. I look down on the ground. The grass crackles in the light breeze. In a big deep breath, as if I try to inhale summer itself. “Atsjoo!!” I love the summer.

Have a nice summer people!

God sommer til alle sammen, spis litt is!