Ode To a Summer Dress

Hardly a day or two after the arrival of Fall, came the rain, the cold, and the biting wind.  Elbow-deep in cardboard boxes, I've unearthed old boots and sweaters. I'm shivering as I trade these for my flimsy tank tops, my faithful flip flops (nah, I'll wear those through winter), and my paper-thin summer dresses.  Until next year, loves . . . sigh


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