Driving through the mountains to Portland reminiscing about the best memories back home. Cozy sweaters, vintage denim and Pabst while telling one of a kind love stories. The trials and tribulations of love, joy, and happiness. Lastly, champagne brunch and avocado toast while surrounded by the finest exposed brick, dreamcatchers, and maps to our souls. The fog rolls in as I pull the blanket tighter around my shoulders. Walking through the woods feeling that crisp air as magical light of dawn sets in.

The wind rips through the sails and the dragonflies land on our skin, the sweetest reminder that summer has one foot out the door. Fall breeze, flannels, and hot cocoa. Whales and dinosaurs and handmade crafts. Salvage denim, antique leather bags, and the first time we watched Moonrise Kingdom. The ocean breathes salty air, the great lakes swim nears closer and closer.