Linger awhile. These are the last precious days of summer. Why rush through them when there is an Indian feast to share, cake to eat and pickles to relish? Pick up your sketchbook and take time to draw what you see. Explore a wild ruin and let your imagination go for a wander.
Kick back in a rocking chair and read a poem or a thriller – or simply daydream. These are the mellow days of long grass and honey roast vegetables. Unhurried days, full of The Simple Things.