It's not quite as hot in Victoria as these pictures might portray. These are from last year, and from August. Today, the weather is that strange foggy summer, when the sky is white and the air is muggy. I'm not much of a photographer, but I like to go out sometimes to take photos, especially of my neighbourhood. In August the grass dies, turning golden. The tree leaves become crisp and silvery. The light is warm and lazy, marking the setting of summer.
Unlike now, when it can't make its mind up to be glorious or defeatist!
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