Wednesday, August 14, 2013
A Day of Rare and Singular Beauty
We expect another one tomorrow.
Without a doubt, it feels like fall. The leaves on all the trees had their undersides turned out as if it were dry and they were awaiting a rain. The sky and the quality of light signal fall arriving - and of course the school buses out practicing their routes and the advertisements everywhere. This is the first year in 17 that they have no power over my life.
Certainly we'll return to the muggy, close, hot days of August and early September, but right this moment - it is perfect.