As the sun fades to fall and we enjoy our last legal beaching in NYC, let’s remember why the season is a joyous one. Technically September is the end of summer, but still. Until next year. Fortunately for me I’ll be chasing the sun with my financial freedom (all the terror was worth it to be set for life). Let us reminisce on what we’ll miss most: lightening bugs at dusk, ice cream, barely there clothing, tanning to a crisp, being outdoors, beach bumming, the beautiful sun. Your turn. Via: Maneskin Family