summers end

Summer is ending I don't want it to go,.... I did not get out enough to draw! The intentions were there, but not the time. I want the rolls of hay in freshly cut fields, the sunlight playing on the rich golden hues contrasted by the complementary blue sky, a world of colour specific to our area, drenched in familiarity and love for the nature of it.
I want pastels in my hands finding the richness of it all.