In-Between Bath

The sun is out, it's 83ºF, and there's even a light breeze coming through—yet a glance at the calendar augurs the unofficial end of summer. Change and I can be uneasy partners, and the shift in seasons is no exception to this. There's something about the gauzy, blurred view afforded by this bath that puts me in mind of this upcoming transition; who's to say what the future holds?