Summer has slipped through my fingers again. Warm days have given way to morning chill, dew lingers well past first light and every branch is a spider trapeze. Yes, I tearing up. (Photo: Olympic Mountains, Puget Sound: view from West Seattle ferry dock.)
Autumn is here and winter will insinuate itself shortly. I must face the the fact that summer is over. Since I have such trouble letting go, I’ve assembled some photos that will help keep me warm and my disposition sunny no matter what the calendar says.
Nothing screams summer like a dahlia the size of your head.
Or a peach pie cooling on the counter. (Thanks for that skill set Kate McDermott.)
A sink full of roses beats a sink full of dishes any day.
A freshly turned pumpkin patch promises bounty in the days to come.
Summer, when each trip to the garden is a delicious treat (on all levels).
One man’s throne is another’s sunny porch.
There’s nothing like having a good gardening pal to watch you weed.
The restorative powers of a summer nap in a swaying hammock cannot be overstated. (This photo alone can get me through January and February.) Warm wishes to all now and in the coming months.