Summer’s Final Blooms Never Cease to Amaze Me
The dog days of summer: an August photo essay
I don’t know about you, but come August I feel pretty doggone tired (see what I did there?).
In Oklahoma where summer is hot, hotter, and hottest with a heaping serving of humidity, curls are set a-frizz and snowcone stands are in high demand. Our summers remind me of the fabulous…