… ‘Parting is such sweet sorrow that I shall say goodnight till it be morrow.’
Today was an absolutely glorious last day of summer. The sun shone, the ducks quacked, the fish swam, and I… well I ate my weight in ice cream as a way of celebrating the ending of a long, hot, dry, emotional season. I’ll miss the whisper’s of the sun’s warm kisses on an evening breeze, the flight of the bats against the darkening sky–in short, I’ll miss summer. But, damn, I’m glad its over. The stinking humidity… don’t even get me started!
The harvest moon of the other night heralded in the finale of Summer. As I watched her begin her dance, I thought about the dance I’ll perform when my time on earth is over and my spirit travels into her arms. That got me thinking of a sweet song I used to sing to Chris.
I would love to look down on the people I love and see them looking up at me. Ernie had it all wrong. Living on the moon would rock!
The trees are getting a head start on autumn. They’ve already shut down and are preparing for their winter slumber. It’s been so dry over the past months, so I’m not expecting a heck of a lot of color. I feel this little splash in the above picture will be about it.
I can’t say farewell to summer without a shout out to my flock. Without them, life on the Concord River would be rather dull. They keep me company and entertained, and I keep them well-fed. It’s a win-win situation.
Farewell Summer, 2016. Thank you for the bounty you bestowed upon me. I am truly blessed.
Blessed be :}