“Every summer has its story”.
It is indeed true. Summer isn’t my favorite season (in fact, it’s my least favorite time of year), but still it always feels different than the rest seasons. It’s like it has its own life, its separate atmosphere and story, which is different every year.
I wouldn’t say that this summer was the best, but it was the most unique one. It created a whole new routine, like life went on in a different level. It had lots of amazing and beautiful moments, which I tried to capture as much as possible. Because, like I said in one of the previous posts, photos make memories immortal.
I guess I can describe this season as a rainbow, cause it was full of all the brightest shades, like a whole color scheme. And even though I’m more than excited for autumn to arrive, a part of me will miss the careless and free atmosphere of summer and will cherish these memories forever.
I hope the photos that I took throughout these few months will able to tell the story and transfer the atmosphere much better, than I do.