Look! the round-cheeked moon floats high,
In the glowing August sky,
Quenching all her neighbor stars,
Save the steady flame of Mars.
—Emma Lazarus, August Moon
Mid-August, and I can already sense fall’s vibrations. Not yet. No, not yet.
On so many recent sweltering nights, I’ve lain in bed with windows open and treasured the symphony of crickets and katydids. How lovely to leave the house without donning even a sweater. The sun still sets after supper, and the trees remain lush, even as a few wayward, scarlet leaves drift to the ground beneath the sugar maples on our street.
Before autumn’s busy-ness descends, it’s time for time off—from work and deadlines and responsibilities. It’s time for a break from blogging, too. I wish you, Dear Reader, a savory late summer. I’ll be back with weekly posts in mid-September.
Image Credit: Aron