My aunt in Maine sent this gorgeous photo of the scenery outside her house by the lake, adding, “The change in season is strong here….”
Where I live, the change in season is not strong. It’s almost non-existent. Last weekend the Photographer and I went to the farmers’ market and saw apples and butternut squash. The squash were quite small, and I remarked, perhaps it’s too early in the season yet. The Photographer said, it’s mid-October.
Last year at this time, walking through my favorite hiking place was like walking through a sea of yellow, the leaves on the ground, in the air. Right now it’s just over 80 degrees outside.
I miss the Fall.