It feels very fall-like here and I’m not ready. Of course, I whine about the heat when it’s hot. But I feel like the summer has just evaporated while I was busy with other things. As my friend, Kyle, said the other day on facebook, “August, I hardly knew ye.” I could say the same about June and July, not to mention April and May. Here we are with only hours left in August and it’s just a blur.
With fall knocking I feel I haven’t had a chance to enjoy the flowers and the tomatoes and the eggplant and the herbs. And soon they’ll be gone, as mornings bring frost instead of the only part of the day that’s cool enough to be outside and enjoy. Already the mornings are heavy with dew. I haven’t had time to smell the roses, or pick the roses. Where or where do I find an extra 5-6 hours a day?
I think part of the reason summer seems to have gone so quickly is that we haven’t had those hot, hot days this year. While I don’t love those days, they do mark the summer like nothing else. This has been a very mild summer, which makes me fear January.
There are so many decisions I need to make that I’ve been putting off. So many things are piled up I’m immobilized and I’m just going to have to suck it up and get about things, one at a time. That’s the only way things get done.
The passing seasons always remind me that life is short. This year has reminded me of that in numerous ways. I think it wise to heed that message.
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