Well, it appears that Time has done it to me again: it’s September.
As in no longer August.
Or summer.
Already things are winding down in my garden; already I’m eyeing the budget wondering when I can order the winter supply of firewood and beef; already I’m wondering what my daughters will want for (and I can’t believe I’m even thinking this yet!) CHRISTMAS, of all things. <shudder>
Oh, I know we still have a good couple of months of decent weather to come. In fact, our warm daytime temperatures and sticky humidity aren’t showing any signs of abating just yet. I even have time to plant seeds for a fall garden as long as I use a cold frame of some sort (and if I get my butt in gear ;)).
But the shift has undoubtedly begun. The birds are quieter now that nesting and raising little ones is done, the days are depressingly shorter and evenings distinctly cooler, the trees have begun changing colour…even the smell of the air has changed.
Yep, it’s September, all right…and I am SO not ready for it! <sigh>
How about you? Are you happy or sad to see the summer end?
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