Thursday, September 1, 2011

We're not ready

Can it really be September? After months of rain and cloudy days, nice weather arrived in time for the final weeks of summer. Fall is around the corner and this morning the house is dark and cool. But we're just not ready to let August go...
"It was a splendid summer morning,
And it seemed as if nothing could go wrong."

John Cheever


While August yet wears her golden crown,
Ripening fields lush, bright with promise;
Summer waxes long, then wanes, quietly passing
Her fading green glory on to riotous Autumn.

Michelle L. Thieme



August rushes by like desert rainfall,
A flood of frenzied upheaval,

Expected,

But still catching me unprepared.

Like a match bursting on the scene,

Heat and haze of crimson sunsets,
Like a dream

Of moon and dark barely recalled,

A moment,

Shadows caught in a blink.

Like a quick kiss, one wished for more,

But it suddenly turns to leave,
Dragging summer away.


Elizabeth M. Taylor

"What dreadful hot weather we have.
It keeps me in a continual state of inelegance."

Jane Austen

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