Dawn appears every morning and yet, as I get caught up in my normal hustle and bustle, I don’t often stop to appreciate her showing. I might catch a hint of pink as I proceed from yoga mat to shower stall but more often my eye is more captivated by the hands of the clock racing me into the demands of my day.
Seasons in Time
Seems like the first part of September I do everything possible to keep summer going. Hunt the farm stands for blackberries and corn. Leave a bathing suit and towel in the car for an afternoon swim in the nearby lake. Stay up too late trying to spot a firefly. You know, just unable to let summer go… and then the change begins… the shift from a green green world to kaleidoscope bursts of red, yellow and orange, popping from lingering sunflowers to the maple-trees’ top.
Summer’s End
The guardians of all good things tell us all these good times must end, which means summer too must end…but before it does, we get to have one last blast, right? Exactly what that blast means is different for all…however, I hope you are out and about enjoying this holiday weekend! Before posting I checked in some family members and this is where they are …
All three children are taking part in one of the many outdoor mega-concerts happening from the east coast clear across to the west coast.
Nine Cent Girl 