Summer’s End sneaks up on us every year. One day we are surrounded by all manner of summertime fun, hot weather, swimming, picnics, casual schedules, and the next a cool breeze sneaks in, the night comes on earlier, and Autumn begins to make itself distinctly known.
Crickets sing, nights get chilly, the sky is deep blue, clouds are puffy and white.
The County Fair draws huge crowds as families squeeze the last bit of summer fun in before school schedules take over once more.
Gardens begin to show brown amidst the green. The glorious summer flowers are fading.
The richness of Autumns color can be seen as pumpkins and gourds begin to make their appearance. Jackets adorn the wall hooks once more. Socks are encountered in every load of laundry.
Harvest time in the Midwest approaches. Fields are drying down, turning brown, ready for the combines to reap the bounty God has once again blessed us with.
Seasons come and go in a continuous circle of life. Dreams are realized or rearranged. Life changes, children grow up, loved ones pass on. On the heels of Autumn will come Winter. And if time remains Spring will blossom again.
Here’s to a glorious Summer’s End!