Searching for summer

the smell of changing seasons, the nostalgia of summer, and living the italian al fresco dream

If I had to pinpoint one of my favorite things about the human experience, it would almost certainly be my distinct ability to smell the changing of a season in the late afternoon breeze.

There’s always a day, right when the fatigue of one season starts to set in, where my nose finds itself tickling with the faint scent of the season that’s upon us, the…