September is coming to an end, and I wonder how fast these four past months have gone by.. I do not want to let go the feeling of summer & the wonderful salty breeze of the ocean, but I have to - October is forcing me to. Sometimes I wonder if time is my enemy or my friend, maybe it's both. But fall, is a great transitional period, isn't it? It is time for new beginnings, new goals, new stories to write.. I can hold on to the blue color as long as i like. There is almost something magical to the sweet melancholic aura of fall days that makes me feel like the girl in the last picture ~ I have the power to paint ~
