hello, yellow boots.

I love you.

you're perfect for snow, sleet, rain... and you've served me well.

but I want so badly to put you in the closet for 7 months so my feet can be free!!

Dear Summer,

I love you.

 

please descend on Virginia 

a little early this year.

i might die if i can't put my toes in sand soon!

warmly, 

ashley

ps: i know where you live... i will hunt you down... 

and there will be consequences.