The end of August symbolizes many changes around here—it means shorter days longer night, night time arriving earlier, temperatures beginning to drop and the garden beginning to decrease its growth. Animals begin to prepare for the dearth of food that generally comes during the winter, by gathering supplies or traveling to warmer climates. All happens that soon and that fast.
Sandals and fleece long skirts are to be replaced by sweaters and boots, leggings and scarves and I just can’t think of anything else other than how much I’m going to miss this place in those long coming up months…
The garden it is truly a paradise these days. The cooler temperatures have brought in new roses and mourning doves are still nesting its brood. It is a confusing short period where spring-time and fall like weather mingles and join hands together.