Friday, August 28, 2009

finally friday...

and it feels like fall. i woke up to a hollow roaring in the trees. it was faint, and quickly followed by the swish of heavy leaves, but i heard it nonetheless. the air, when i walked the puppies, had just the edge of a bite.

don't let it be september, moaned a friend the other day til i wanted to throttle her.

this morning, the last morning of baby jake and total chaos, i watched the mist rise off the pond, and listened to the crows calling in the trees. it can't be september fast enough for me.

and furthermore, the war will end. blessed be.

3 comments:

Walk in the Woods said...

I love the final month of summer ... when autumn, in all her power, sneaks in for her brisk visits. And as far as I'm concerned, August, September ... December, June ... it's all one anyway.

Merry Friday! Enjoy the day.

(I'll be in touch soon)

Bonnie said...

I miss the fall, so I would be so looking forward to it. We just have hot and cold here. September will be here for you before you know it.

Allison said...

Isn't Sept 21st the official first day of Fall? This summer has been so long in coming, and so briefly here, that I refuse to call it over just because it's Sept. Besides, i have spent a small fortune getting the pool ready to swim in...and it isn't finished yet.