Can someone explain why do we get the summer blues every year?
It somehow seems like this sadness we only feel towards summer.
Maybe because of the sunny days.
Maybe because of the hot sandy beaches.
Maybe because of the salt in the hair from the splashing waves.
Or because of the the long nights at a beach bar…
Yeah, the end of summer does bring nostalgia along the way.
That’s why I want to put an end to the warm season with a quick throwback to a favorite place of mine at the Black sea - the dreamy Sozopol with all the fishermen’s boats at sunset.
In the golden hour.
To welcome the even more golden season - my favorite fall :)
Till next time,
Photos: Arsen Nikolov
Location: Sozopol, Bulgaria