If only we could stop the month of August and let it linger on a bit longer. Its light, like steeping tea seeps into the western part of the nest. Dusk…that magical light, in this eve of August night, nimbly plays in this little spot of cheer.
Time elapsing…I have so much sun soaking to do, so many more summery thrills to delight in, why is this beloved season so fleeting? Early evening cool reals in, miraculously without the distant roar of thunder and without the swishing of leaves on tree tops.The kitchen door is purposefully propped opened, felines both make a dash into the overwhelming lushness of late summer afternoons. I remain waiting on a friend, waiting to pour a libation and waiting to stir up something warm. In the meantime, the southwestern part of my space blushed crimson with embarrassment. My large-brimmed hat and my shades both devotedly fulfilled their tasks for the day and now rest on the forsaken table.Thank goodness for patio tables and long lingering summer-day skies. Thank goodness for friends that spontaneously swing by. Is there something you wish to delight in before it’s time to say adieu to that lingering late evening light?