24 August 2015

Farewell August

"End of the Season, 1884 oil, W.M.Chase 1849-1916
Does this last week of August with temperatures above eighty degrees Fahrenheit feel like the end of summer?

     When I was a child, Labor Day in the Northeast marked the end of summer when  cottages are packed up, and kids are made ready for back to school.
This time of year is the juncture between a sad summer farewell, and excitement for autumn.  A cozy coat on a chilly morning with a hot cup of coffee looking out at a foggy field of pumpkins isn't the same wearing shorts and sandals drinking an ice tea with a spring of mint. We have, methinks, uniforms of mind to don to satisfy the expectations of our seasonal senses.

6 comments:

  1. Ah, May...missed you while I was gone. I can't believe they start school SO early now. I, too, remember the Labor Day start - Vegas started yesterday...ARGH!!!! Looking forward to catching up on reading here in the next few days. Love to you, and a hope for cooler temps! XOXO

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    1. Hi Tanya,
      You were missed as well. I still have your gorgeous wool handbags you made on my brain.
      Have a great week!

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  2. Beautifully written...I also wanted to tell you how beautiful the corn husk photos are...

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    1. Thank you Debra. You words are always important to me. The corn husks are almost all pale ecru now.

      Its fun to see the progress of your dolls on your blog, Monnie Bean Folk Art.

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  3. Dear Maywyn - such lovely words. I am not ready to tell August goodbye yet but in a few short days it will be time. Hope you have a great day. Hugs!

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    1. Thank you Debbie
      August is the most difficult month to let go of. Its almost like the same feeling as when Christmas and New Years is over.
      Have a great week-end!

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