From 9/4/09
The world is on the brink of autumn. Leaves are changing in a few places; birds have been flocking for two or three weeks. The bright sunshine arrives a little earlier each morning and leaves a little sooner each night. The achingly sweet smell of woodsmoke lingers in the air near the campgrounds just a little longer. The air is noticeably more crisp in the morning and a sweater comes in handy in the evening. Back-to-school sales are full-swing, but the offerings have been picked over. Bedtimes are being readjusted. Summer's produce is being canned or frozen against the winter's hunger.
All signs point to the nearness of autumn outside and I'm realizing that all signs are pointing to the nearness of autumn in my own life...my birds are spreading their wings and flying; my energy arrives later and leaves earlier each day; changes and adjustments occur often.
It's the beginning of autumn in my life.
Where did the summer go?
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