Gone like yesterday
The nights grow cold
It’s time to go
I’m thinking maybe I’ll just stay
The Beach Boys
Like a horse thief, without announcement, summer has gone, opening the door for the colder and darker fellows of the year. Poppies have dropped their vibrant, fragile petals.
Fireweed, long gone. Their seed pods are exploding.
Cruise ships decided to stay at sea, rather than attempting to dock in high winds.
And at night it is getting dark, really dark.
I know all this is accelerating now. Turkeys beware, time for Christmas gifts and New Years resolutions. Tell me it ain’t so.
Just when I got used to it, my good friend summer goes on vacation.
Well, you have been good to us this year. Don’t be a stranger. See you next year.
On second thought, it’s spring time somewhere in the Southern hemisphere…