I may be the only one, but I love August. This morning the air is just slightly cool and the sky is a brilliant pure blue. The sunlight has that slanted 'Light in August' sort of melancholy feel, like you can feel something is ending, and the grass on the way to my mailbox is sparkling with dew and spiderwebs. There are still summer locusts whirring (a Southern sound!) but the squawking September blue-jays have already arrived. I guess I just love the shift of seasons, the in-between times. In August the Wheel of the Year turns toward Autumn. It's not here yet, but you can feel sadness of the end of summer, along with the promise of that cool Fall air.
So, it's got me feeling reflective. Autumn always does that!
Here is an Autumn fairy ~ notice the grapes, which are harvested in September and October, I think? She is a hint of my next challenge theme, which starts a week from today!
