My birthday has always marked the end of summer for me. Despite the first day of autumn occurring closer to September’s end than its beginning, the first day of September seems to demand its arrival.
In the spirit of bidding summer an official farewell this week, I give you a photo series of my birthday weekend, my last summer fling before embracing what is my favorite time of the year.
This should explain my ‘despise them’ policy on selfies
Hot days call for cold brew…and so do warm days and sometimes even cool, but never cold
‘Despise selfies’ proof exhibit B
Perk of going to the beach after Labor Day
Derelict Railroad + Wildlife + Random Artwork = Formula for Successful New City Hot Spot
“The Vessel”, 16 stories leading absolutely no where
But providing selfie worthy reflections
Walk the High Line…
…and you might suddenly decide you want to be an architect
The size of this macron! (Hand pictured for scale)
Flat tire, lonely puppy, leads to a brisk birthday walk home