This is the last sunset of August. September brings the first day of meteorological fall. Although here, the first week of September will have temps of almost 100! Still, I am decorated and ready for fall!!
One last goodbye to summer nights through the rearview.
“The last sunset of
August falls like embers from a fading fire.”
This evening we happened to see the moon rising. It was not dark yet, and just around sunset. I thought it had the prettiest ring around it! It can be hard to snap the moon behind a blue sky because there is not much contrast.
“A ring around the
moon looked like a wreath woven from mist.”
Driving past the side of this house, I noticed what looked like a garage with such pretty stained-glass windows.
But upon a closer look, there is a wood divider between both the doors; so a car would not fit. And there looks to be no way to open the doors either. I am mystified. Maybe a storage unit? Any ideas?
“Stained glass is
light wearing jewelry.”
The Big Cat has been absent for awhile. This is because she has been partying all summer. Dressed in her seashell bra, she has really been into the summer season!
Did I ever mention that she has her own weathervane?
“Her seashell bra
smelled faintly of salt and wild asters.”
Some people around here have been putting metal flowers in their front yards. When done right, they can be very pretty. And no watering! I almost missed this one as we passed by.
We turned around and went back for a closer look.
We also passed another yard with these, but they are not near as pretty.
“Even steel can learn
the shape of joy.”
A few weeks ago, we went to a local store and got a surprise. They were selling so many mummies! Especially mummy chickens and roosters! This must be a trend that I missed. We were greeted by this huge one standing guard outside the door.
He looked mad.
His tail was a skeleton claw.
More of the same inside.
No mummy chickens for me! I snapped and left.
“Chicken mummies
wander the twilight looking for lost corn.”
The last tree to bloom at the end of summer is the Crepe Myrtle. Do you have any? There are plenty around here. Mostly pink.
There sure are a lot around here. Finally, the reds. not near as many.
“Summer
dies beautifully, leaving color in its wake.”
This is the last sunset of August. September brings the first day of meteorological fall. Although here, the first week of September will h...
