August Reflections
Yesterday I was talking to my dad on the phone while sitting on the backyard swing. I was soaking up the morning sun beams before the heat of the day, when Canadian geese flew above me in their V formation. Oh my, if that isn't a sight for sore eyes for this cool weather lover. August for me is a reflective month. I dislike the heat and humidity (this year so far very manageable). However, August loves to show soft signs of autumnal changes. A single maple leaf placed in a sea of green grass. Black walnut leaves littering the back roads and yes, walnuts falling as well. My driveway is sporting a few fallen acorns from my mighty oak tree. All good, all welcome, beautiful. So while the humidity climbs today, I'm keeping copious notes of the seasonal changes I witness in a notebook. Each entry makes me a little giddy. I've endured the summer, I enjoyed the summer but it's time to move to the next season. Since my husband is in academia, the end of