“Suddenly, the wind got hold of the hammock. Leaves murmured. It was cold and the sun had gone down.”

September has arrived far too quickly. The summer sped so fast I swear my body, especially my face, was contorted by the G-force acceleration. Today is even autumnal weather with temperatures in the high 60’s. Tonight will be even colder, the high 40’s, sweatshirt by day and warm blanket weather by night. The day is really pretty with a clear blue sky and lots of sun. The breeze is brisk so the trees and leaves are swaying. I filled the bird feeders yesterday, but I noticed they are only half full already. I have more seed in the trunk so I’ll fill the feeders again later.

My mother had a small flower garden on the side of her house beneath some kitchen windows. She had bird feeders among the flowers including a statue of St. Francis with his arm extended and his palm up so it could seed. She put a wire fence across the entrance of that garden to keep my dog Maggie away, but it seldom worked. She always found a way inside. I swear Maggie did it just to drive my mother crazy. I used to have to retrieve her and reset the fence. A while later, though, Maggie was back in the garden, and I was retrieving her again. It was a game she always played but only when the flowers were in bloom.

I always call this coming season fall rather than autumn. If I lived on a farm, I guess I’d call it the harvest season. When I was a kid, I figured it was called fall because of all the leaves falling off the trees. The sidewalks and the gutters were always covered or filled with leaves. I’d walk in the gutters on my way to school and kick the leaves all over. They’d mostly land in the street strewn about like a trail you could follow all the way from my house to school.

Fall eases us into winter. It’s a shoulder season. We have warm days then cold days hinting of winter. I open my windows during the day and close then at night. The house holds the night cold in the mornings now. The backyard is shadowed so it is chilly when I first take Gracie out. I beg her to hurry so we both can go back inside, me for coffee and warmth and her for breakfast. Today she didn’t linger.

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6 Comments on ““Suddenly, the wind got hold of the hammock. Leaves murmured. It was cold and the sun had gone down.””

  1. Bob Says:

    Yes, where did the summer go? It went much too fast. As I age time just flies by and I don’t get everything done. Fortunately, here we can usually enjoy warm weather through the end of September. I say usually because this has been a much cooler and wetter August than most years. Winter weather here usually begins in December and the real cold doesn’t hit until January and February. This year our last freeze was in the first week in January. Global warming is characterized by weird weather patterns.

    Today is partly cloudy with a high temperature around 90 degrees which is cool for Labor Day weekend.

    • katry Says:

      Bob,
      Last time I looked it was only July. I must have fallen asleep.

      We have had a cooler August than usual. The heat will be returning as will some rain, the leftover from Harvey.

      November starts the cold weather though even November ha=s warmish days. December is always cold.

  2. Caryn Says:

    Hi Kat,
    It’s September and I’m still having trouble accepting that it was August. Whoosh! Summer’s gone. It’s meteorological fall and fall is most definitely in the air. It’s projected to be in the 80’s next week. That’s New England.

    I did live on a farm. We didn’t call it harvest time. Harvest time was whenever things were ready and that could be earlier or later. The produce gardens had been producing since late spring and would continue to produce for several weeks more. The meat chickens were harvested about now mostly because we kids were back in school and wouldn’t be available to care for them. The steer and the pigs went off to the abattoir in late October, early November. When they came back in neatly labeled packages then the harvest was mostly done. And it was practically winter by then.

    There was an interesting article in Washington Post this morning about the benefits the country accrues from the Peace Corps at very low cost to taxpayers. Trump is cutting funding by 40%.

    My house was cold this morning. It’s still cold. That breeze is blowing in the window next to my chair and the sun isn’t managing to warm the room much. The dogs are sleeping behind my back. Using me as a windbreak, I think. I would shut the window but I am in denial. 🙂

    Enjoy the day.

    • katry Says:

      Hi Caryn,
      It is going to be cold tonight but, as you said, the heat will be back around next week. I think the weather is my favorite part of living in New England. We get 4 different seasons, and each of them brings some delight, even winter.

      I know spring wheat is a late harvest and a second crop of veggies is ripe in the fall, but I knew nothing about the animals ready for the table. I had chickens in Ghana, but we ate them any old time, especially if they were bad mothers.

      I always tell people the Peace Corps is America’s best bang for the buck. Though it was 40 years since I had last seen them, my students remembered me. One told me she always used what I taught her about writing and formulating an argument when she was going to university. I was told that it is wonderful that volunteers live in Bolga, in the 100+˚ dry season, when Ghanaians won’t. Ghanaians couldn’t get beyond that we actually had volunteered.

      I knew about Trump’s cutting the Peace Corps. I have been getting e-mails from The National Peace Corps Association and have written to my senators, but I have no fear that they will vote for the cuts. Trump hasn’t a drop of humanitarian in his blood and the Peace Corps still works quietly. Since 1961 there have been 200,000 of us living in host countries at the same level as our counterparts. We have never been political, but it may be time.

      My house is a bit chilly even now though I have had all the doors and windows closed. I was really cold when I last took Gracie outa so the next time I’m wearing a sweatshirt.

      Enjoy the evening!

  3. Hedley Says:

    They traded Verlander, the face of the Detroit Tigers, the only club he has played : for 13 years. All Justin did was bust a gut for the Tigers game in and game out. Mike Ilitch dies, and they pull this middle of the night last minute crap. I’m pissed.

    Meanwhile back at new music Friday, I greeted the mail lady anxiously this afternoon and cranked up LCD Soundsystem , Steve Winwood and The Verve wait in the wings. I am rather pleased with my welcoming of Fall with something new each Friday to blow apart my ears. Steven Wilson, Sam Beam and now James Murphy have my toes a tappin. Next week it’s The Waterboys.

    At 7 the USA play those rascally rascals from Costa Rica in the hextaganal to head for the World Cup in Russia next year. It’s on ESPN. I cheered England this afternoon, now I switch to the USofA

    • katry Says:

      My Dear Hedley,
      It is done at night so no one can interfere. The Colts left Baltimore in the middle of the night. No Baltimore Colts fans have ever gotten over the treachery.

      I downloaded the Steve Winwood from Amazon and listened to a few of the songs. You did not lead me astray.

      I cheer for Ghana though that didn’t go over well a few years ago when Ghana defeated the US. My Colorado family will all be watching tonight’s game. My nephew, who played for OSU, now has his 3 year old daughter starting to play soccer. His 11 year old son already does. My niece has started her 5 year old in soccer. It’s definitely a family thing.


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