Hello, again.
Nature is telling me that summer is over. Or at least that calling this late August summer is stretching the truth.
The days are getting shorter. The wind has a cold bite to it. The squirrels want nothing more than to de-head the seeding plants and cache food anywhere in the garden.
Autumn is coming. Famously the best season. Other than summer.
I want to write more, but the best way to start is to start. This is my re-starting.
Long-live summer.
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