Sunday, September 21, 2008

The Last Day of Summer

Well, today is the last day of summer. I have mixed feelings about summer. I often complain about the heat and the humidity, but, still, there is something magical about it. It's full of life. Flowers are blooming. Bees are buzzing. Kids are splashing in pools. Homegrown tomatoes. Fresh peaches. Strawberry shortcake. In summer there is a relaxed, lazy feel to life.

I always welcome fall. It's cooler and more comfortable. I can put on a sweater. It's lovely sleeping at night with the windows open. But, there is something sad about knowing that nature is slowing down, that winter will soon follow.

Here is a photo of one of the things I will miss this winter... the roses climbing just outside my bedroom window...

1 comment:

anya said...

Like you, I relish both seasons. Up here at 9,000 feet in the mountains, summer is never hot. No air conditioners, windows thrown opened to nature all day and night, little light shawls are needed to sit outside late in the evening. It's glorious. Fall is pretty much more of the same with cooler nights and early mornings. I am looking forward to fall this year very much, though up here it comes earlier than other places. Even winter has it's charms. The first snow is magical. (Now around April, we get pretty sick of winter here.)

I do admire your climbing rose. I have been a very avid and devoted gardner in the past, but up here flowers are simply deer food!