Goodbye, Summer

I’m holding the hand of Summer as it slips into the starless darkness serenaded by frogs, crickets and cicadas. It has left us for a while. I resist the urge to cling and scream, “Noooooo!” because it is futile. I must let Summer go. It is the natural order of things. The water in my creek tumbles forward into time, not missing a beat, not knowing the seasons have changed. A cool breeze gently chills the night, a harbinger of the cold future that awaits. Yes, fall distracts us from the reality of the frigid future we face with its colorful displays and crunchy carpet, but I am not fooled. Although, truth be known, every season has its beauty, Summer, you’re the best.

Published by retiredgirlbeautifulworld

Admirer of beauty. Seeker of fun. Lover of outdoors. Driver of convertibles. Educator. Writer. Editor. Photographer. Runner. Yogi. Hiker. Paddler. Dancer. Adventurer. Observer.

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