I know the official end of summer is fixed in September on the equinox... But in my personal imaginary conception it ends on the first of September, maybe it’s because September is one of my favourite months.
In all cases I consider that this erratic visual diary, which has kept me company during my summer hibernation, has arrived to its end.
This last image might be seen in a slightly symbolic image, if one feels like, but after all we can have a symbolic vision of every image, since it depends on the meaning we want to attribute to things.
Thank you to all the patient and kind people who have followed me until here with their interesting, helpful and amusing comments.
I’m going out from my summer hibernation and I think September will be a nice month.