Monday, August 18, 2008

afternoon walk

Summer is the big indulgence. You want warm? Here, we’ll lay it on until you’re sick of it. Except that I never do get sick of it. So warm outside! So beastly, beautifully warm!

Still, I recognize the signs: curled petals, tired trees, wistful conversations. I saw them today. There’s a whole month of summer left on the calendar. So what. Summer’s stumbling to an end. It’s a good thing that I don’t mind Fall.

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Purchase photo 1971