The glory of a late summer afternoon,
when crepe myrtle blooms in fuscias and lilacs,
and the heirlooms of the earth
brim with ancestral flavors.
Coral and rose stone fruit drips its juice down my wrist faster than I can savor it.
Blood red plums,
misshapen but flavorful,
enrich my eyes maybe more than even my mouth.
The energy is high!
But the season has peaked,
summer days shorten now, and
the apples are falling.
Have you felt the early morning briskness? The need for a light sweater in the evening?
Have you been avoiding, like I have,
that the first tree leaves are turning to
warm shades of autumn?
Enjoy the late summer season!
Walk in the trees and breathe the afternoon heat into your lungs.
Soon, it will be replaced
by dry, dusty crinkling leaves swirling in the wind and a
particular state of grief when saying goodbye, once again,
to the heart and heat of summer.
(in the spirit of Northern California)
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| around Mount Burdell, Novato, California |
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