Just as the cooler air moves over the warm water.....
The mist sweeps over the glass-like matter.
As I look out the kitchen window, I notice the sun is heading south...and taking his time giving light over the rooftop.
I'm bringing in the rosemary and thyme. Tomatoes line the window sills, and squash is resting on the butcher block.
The wine rack is full.
The hydrangea's are drying.
I'm trying to adjust to what's to come.
Time to bring out the sweaters and blue jeans...put away the flip-flops and swimsuits....
I guess I'll take a trip to the market and pick up some mum plants.
The final moments of summer are slipping away....
An owl was outside the bedroom window last night. It seems he was calling for the change of seasons. Kind of a sad, yet beautiful sound....reminding me that losing summer might be sad for me, yet fall is such a beautiful time of year here at the lakehouse.
I will enjoy it...one breath at a time.