I’m not sure what perverse sense of humor the weather goddess has around here but it never fails that we have some of the hottest weather of the summer season as soon as the teachers and kids are back in those oh-so-not-air-conditioned buildings.
But there’s not denying what’s coming soon. The green on the trees at the top of the hill across from my studio is weaker and it’s easy to see the yellow to come.
The light slants lower in the morning, lending mystical shadows under the trees and over the waters of the river.
Oh yeah, it’s coming and usually I’m counting the days to the beginning of September because I’m not crazy about the heat. But this warm season barely deserves the name since we’ve all spent most of it in long-sleeved shirts, sweatshirts and even summer sweaters (which means cotton instead of wool).
Hope the autumn is long and dry and warm.