The Dog Days of Summer

Summer afternoon - summer afternoon; to me those have always been the two most beautiful words in the English language.

-- Henry James
The Dog Days of Summer are officially here. The sultry part of Summer between late July and early September. The legend has it that the Sirius, the Dog Star, rises at the same time as the sun.
A time marked by lethargy, inactivity, or indolence. This is a perfect description of myself right now.
August seems to have come and went with little regard to time.

I love Summer.

I took these pictures in Mendocino earlier this year.

"Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things that you didn't do than by the ones you did do. So throw off the bowlines. Sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover."

— Mark Twain

  Mia is coming home today.

The Girasole lady