One final, glorious memory, of a day that epitomizes all that is good in the world.
One final incredible day, the last day of our summer, the last of this season of my life.
A day without pretense, without hyperbole, without anything other than just absolute appreciation for all that we have and all that is about to be.
One final sunset, a last farewell to so much more than a glorious week in Maine.
More final words on another day. For now, happiness, nostalgia, and gratitude.