August gently passes the baton to autumn. The last days of summer always feel special the air becomes slightly cooler in the evenings, the sunsets are brighter and more twilight, and you want to drink your morning coffee slower. There is a slight touch of sadness in this departing warmth, but with it comes a huge warmth from all the moments lived. It's the perfect time to collect this season in the piggy bank of memories the smell of ripe watermelons, evening walks, tan on the skin, and the rustling of leaves. What is the one brightest memory that this summer will leave you with? 🌅🍂