August held

“August is that last flicker of fun and heat before everything fades and dies.

The final moments of fun before the freeze.”

Rasmenia Massoud, from You Don’t See Any of This

I seldom share these little grids-of-9 and was inspired by another photographer to put mine up here with a few reflections of what August held for me.

Gentle mornings with coffee on the patio.
Plums, tomatoes coming on, blackberries in abundance
Clear skies and summer sunsets beginning to transition
Meeting my brother at a newly opened skywalk
Great books to read, the dog at my feet
A special weekend getaway only a couple hours away
Shadows lengthening and soft light still mesmerizing
Daily home-making and creative pursuits in the kitchen
Many days with moments of missing my mom
How fortunate to be retired and to live where and how I do
-- it would please her.
Each day bearing its gifts.

“Summer was our best season — everything good to eat, a thousand colors in a parched landscape.”

Harper Lee, from To Kill a Mockingbird

What did August hold for you my dear lovelies?