Field Note Friday, Edition 002: The First Hoodie Night

It happens when you least expect it. One moment you're trying to eat your ice cream before it melts. The next, you're reaching for the hoodie in the backseat that's been there all summer, "just in case."

You don't know it yet, but something has already shifted in the air.

The seasons are turning.

It's still early enough to complain about shelves being stocked for back-to-school, but inching towards the day where you will need to purchase from those shelves.

Sitting around the fire pit, skin salty from the day's ocean swim, hair wild, you realize that summer isn't exactly ending, but it's also not endless.

That hurts.

Field Note Friday, Edition 002:

Every summer has its first hoodie night.

It always comes too soon.

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See you between tides,

Stephanie

PS: you can get your own Founding Members hoodie here.