So true! “Feel” it coming even in the heat of these last August days and am feeling sad… remorseful that I didn’t sit outside in our garden, go swimming or smell the grass (because brown is the new green) as often as I would have liked to 🙂
For the first time this month, I felt the tilt towards fall with cool mornings and evenings, scattered red leaves and corn fields starting to turn brown….I love fall, but am definitely not ready to let go of summer yet!
You are so poetic, Carla, in your words and in your photographs. Yes, I love the changes in the air with approaching fall, but I hate hate to give up the sumptuousness of the summer.
Oh, if only the days were longer. I love the summer and fall but wish it wasn’t dark when I get up to run in the mornings. August (and June and July) went by too fast! Have a great weekend, Pam
In New England, even though days can still be hot and humid, the dark early mornings are too telling. Yes, walking (in my case) in the dark casts glooming thoughts of the coming cold. Please remind me to not whine come November..!
Very clever indeed 😉 I can see that our ode to the beginning of fall next month will be much longer – looking forward to it, as fall is my favorite season of the year 🙂
You are in a spot in which fall is summer, and winter is sorta fall. My poem would come from a different perspective, for sure. I’d love to hear it sometime – your August acrostic. 🙂
Summer has always been my favorite season of the year until I moved back to Texas 5 years ago. I’m not complaining about the heat mind you… but the weather is better for getting out and doing things in the Spring and Fall. Love the poem! 🙂
Love this! The “nip of fall” in the air has gotten to you too — as I was walking this morning, I was thinking a great deal about changing seasons and the bittersweet feelings that accompany them, both the seasons of the year and the seasons of our lives. More on that at my blog…
This is my last chance in this month to say happy birthday to you for whichever day you were released to the world in August. Hope it was a great day of celebration. 🎂🎉
Very perceptive and lovely, my friend. August is also my aunt’s, my father’s and my birthdays, my wedding anniversary, and my parents anniversary, Lots of celebrations!
Hmmmm, 8 must be a special number in your life since so much happens in the eighth month of the year for you. Hard to believe that today is the last day of the month and all those celebrations.
Tilting seems to be a perfect word for the end of one season into the next. But I’m thinking I just figured out the next title of my new romantic suspense: Tilting Toward Love. What do you think?!
AUGUST is so different in California.
UNLESS autumn rains come soon, fires will consume the hills.
GONE is any trace of green, any hint of moisture in the creeks.
UNDER cloudless skies the soil and plant humidity drops into single digits.
SUMMER seems never-ending.
TREES…even the coastal live oaks…are dying.
I have never wished so much for fall. May El Nino come early and be kind to us.
Esther – I love your inspired acrostic poem! And I’ve just been visiting CA this last week. You describe the conditions perfectly. Here’s to a rainy fall and winter for the left coast. xo
In NE, usually as soon as the calendar switches to 9/1, the cool nights begin, and the hint (warning?) of winter seems to loom too close by. Thus, the mourning of summer … soon gone. 😦
Here in the Pacific NW, the nights are getting pretty cool, but the days are still mild. It never gets really cold, so I guess I’m getting the best of all worlds! 🙂
I love summer, but I love autumn too. This summer has really been outstanding. Not too hot, not too rainy (although, we probably could have used more rain). Clever poem!
I think there should be an acrostic poem for each season. I suppose AUTUMN would be the longest one, and perhaps we need the most lines to express the incredibleness of that season.
A fabulous acrostic! You have given me the urge to write one. Haven’t tried for ages.
I do love all the seasons because I love life, but we haven’t had enough summer here In the UK, very disappointing this year and I am definitely not ready for autumn so I will mourn with you 😊
I look forward to reading your acrostic – go for it! They’re fun and give some structure to your poetic muse. Sorry about the (un)summer in the UK. I think the coldest August I ever experienced was in England and Scotland about 20 years ago. Brrrr. :-0
I’m holding on to these last hot humid days (promised for this long weekend). Don’t you wish we could bottle them, and let them stream out of the bottle, like a genie, in February??
The change of seasons is one of the things I love about New England, but I must confess, I will not be sorry to see THIS summer be on its way. Welcome, Autumn!!!
Ha ha. Not into this humidity, huh? For me, after experiencing my first winter back after being away for over four years, and shivering in the 8 feet of snow, I found the incredible greenness and lushness of this summer truly inspiring (and really, miraculous!)
A very poetic August. Quite lovely. I like the photograph of the water and the surrounding vegetation with what appears to be water lilies in bloom. Your summers in New England are so short and ours here linger on and on. But I’m not complaining. Summer is always very hot but one manages or else.
I would eat grass for longer summers! (Come to think of it, I do eat lots of Brussel sprouts…) Enjoy your warm months. The NE summers are too short, but boy, they are so lush and sensual during those three special months.
Very nice. I do not care for the dark mornings and I’d rather stay in bed. We’ve been getting some rain in SoCal and we need it. It’s been hot over the past couple of weeks, but we’re cooling off next week. 🙂
I’ve been here for 11 1/2 years and I do not miss the east coast winters!
I love southern CA!! The hot is not humid, the cold is not cold. And you can walk nearly every day! When it’s not snowing/raining/sleeting, I walk about an hour a day. When the weather is inclement, I go to dancing class, which helps keep my mood elevated! 🙂 Cheers!
So true! “Feel” it coming even in the heat of these last August days and am feeling sad… remorseful that I didn’t sit outside in our garden, go swimming or smell the grass (because brown is the new green) as often as I would have liked to 🙂
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I think that’s the reason for the mourning part – so much to enjoy in the summer, and in the wink of an eye, a new season approaches.
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Summer can´t be over!! It´s OK, in Spain summer lasts until the end of November. The cooler nights are nice though.
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Did you mention if you have a guest room…?? 🙂 🙂 🙂
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We could fit you in!!
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For the first time this month, I felt the tilt towards fall with cool mornings and evenings, scattered red leaves and corn fields starting to turn brown….I love fall, but am definitely not ready to let go of summer yet!
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You are so poetic, Carla, in your words and in your photographs. Yes, I love the changes in the air with approaching fall, but I hate hate to give up the sumptuousness of the summer.
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Cleverly done Pamela.
xxx Massive Hugs xxx
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Coming from a clever man, I am blushing proudly…xoxosweetsummerstillhugxoxoxxo
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Thats neat! Yes, I sometimes curse the heat or humidity, though I try not to…I know what’s coming in just a couple short months!
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I’m afraid you have even more reason to mourn the tilt of the earth into fall. :-0
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Oh, if only the days were longer. I love the summer and fall but wish it wasn’t dark when I get up to run in the mornings. August (and June and July) went by too fast! Have a great weekend, Pam
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In New England, even though days can still be hot and humid, the dark early mornings are too telling. Yes, walking (in my case) in the dark casts glooming thoughts of the coming cold. Please remind me to not whine come November..!
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Very clever indeed 😉 I can see that our ode to the beginning of fall next month will be much longer – looking forward to it, as fall is my favorite season of the year 🙂
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You are in a spot in which fall is summer, and winter is sorta fall. My poem would come from a different perspective, for sure. I’d love to hear it sometime – your August acrostic. 🙂
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Summer has always been my favorite season of the year until I moved back to Texas 5 years ago. I’m not complaining about the heat mind you… but the weather is better for getting out and doing things in the Spring and Fall. Love the poem! 🙂
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Thanks. Fall is incredible in NE, but winter lurks too close behind. Hope things cool off for you soon!
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Crafty!
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Love this! The “nip of fall” in the air has gotten to you too — as I was walking this morning, I was thinking a great deal about changing seasons and the bittersweet feelings that accompany them, both the seasons of the year and the seasons of our lives. More on that at my blog…
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Oh, wow. Bittersweet on both accounts. 😳
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I love your beautiful mind!
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Well, how nice of you to say so! I think of my mind – all of our minds -as wacky and wondrous when we just release it to whimsy in words. xo
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Beautiful, I love it . August is a birthday month for me.
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This is my last chance in this month to say happy birthday to you for whichever day you were released to the world in August. Hope it was a great day of celebration. 🎂🎉
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You’re just trying to rub it in that I haven’t done my poem yet aren’t you! 😉
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Yes!! Waiting with bated (baited?) breath for that promised poem of yours. 😛
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Well done!
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Thank you! 🙏
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Realy has felt like fall. I love the cool nights. What a melancholy sweet time!
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We’ll certainly cheer the lack of humidity-but miss the fecundity of August. XO
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wonderful!!!!!! I felt it all!!!!
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🌷… Then 🍁. But you? You always bring sunshine and warmth.
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Very perceptive and lovely, my friend. August is also my aunt’s, my father’s and my birthdays, my wedding anniversary, and my parents anniversary, Lots of celebrations!
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Hmmmm, 8 must be a special number in your life since so much happens in the eighth month of the year for you. Hard to believe that today is the last day of the month and all those celebrations.
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I’m not mourning, I love fall! Beautiful pics!
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Hey, I know just how much you luuuuv winter. :=0 But okay, you’re right. Fall is glorious. (But I’ll still mourn the end of August)
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We’ve been feeling the tilt of fall all week long in SW Ohio. Lovely idea for a poem. Beautiful pictures.
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Tilting seems to be a perfect word for the end of one season into the next. But I’m thinking I just figured out the next title of my new romantic suspense: Tilting Toward Love. What do you think?!
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Like it!
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AUGUST is so different in California.
UNLESS autumn rains come soon, fires will consume the hills.
GONE is any trace of green, any hint of moisture in the creeks.
UNDER cloudless skies the soil and plant humidity drops into single digits.
SUMMER seems never-ending.
TREES…even the coastal live oaks…are dying.
I have never wished so much for fall. May El Nino come early and be kind to us.
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Esther – I love your inspired acrostic poem! And I’ve just been visiting CA this last week. You describe the conditions perfectly. Here’s to a rainy fall and winter for the left coast. xo
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Great work!
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Very clever! I’m SOOOO ready for cool weather, but I think I’m going to have to wait a little while longer… 😐
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In NE, usually as soon as the calendar switches to 9/1, the cool nights begin, and the hint (warning?) of winter seems to loom too close by. Thus, the mourning of summer … soon gone. 😦
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Here in the Pacific NW, the nights are getting pretty cool, but the days are still mild. It never gets really cold, so I guess I’m getting the best of all worlds! 🙂
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As one who lived in the SF bay area for 20 years, I’d agree YES, you get the best of both worlds!
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I have to say, this time of the year fills me with a strange longing. I love fall. It’s my favourite time of year. Summer seems to have flown by.
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Fall does give an aura of longing, doesn’t it? Perhaps the longing for warm fires on cool nights.
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I love summer, but I love autumn too. This summer has really been outstanding. Not too hot, not too rainy (although, we probably could have used more rain). Clever poem!
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I think there should be an acrostic poem for each season. I suppose AUTUMN would be the longest one, and perhaps we need the most lines to express the incredibleness of that season.
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A fabulous acrostic! You have given me the urge to write one. Haven’t tried for ages.
I do love all the seasons because I love life, but we haven’t had enough summer here In the UK, very disappointing this year and I am definitely not ready for autumn so I will mourn with you 😊
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I look forward to reading your acrostic – go for it! They’re fun and give some structure to your poetic muse. Sorry about the (un)summer in the UK. I think the coldest August I ever experienced was in England and Scotland about 20 years ago. Brrrr. :-0
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I guess we don’t experience terrible extremes so that is something to be grateful for 😊
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That’s a great way to send a fond farewell to summer Pam 🙂
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I’m trying to be fond in my farewell of August; after all, September is glorious. But summer sneaked away waaaaayy too fast.
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A lovely poem—even if our weather shows no sign yet of turning toward Fall. 🙂
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I’m holding on to these last hot humid days (promised for this long weekend). Don’t you wish we could bottle them, and let them stream out of the bottle, like a genie, in February??
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The change of seasons is one of the things I love about New England, but I must confess, I will not be sorry to see THIS summer be on its way. Welcome, Autumn!!!
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Ha ha. Not into this humidity, huh? For me, after experiencing my first winter back after being away for over four years, and shivering in the 8 feet of snow, I found the incredible greenness and lushness of this summer truly inspiring (and really, miraculous!)
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A very poetic August. Quite lovely. I like the photograph of the water and the surrounding vegetation with what appears to be water lilies in bloom. Your summers in New England are so short and ours here linger on and on. But I’m not complaining. Summer is always very hot but one manages or else.
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I would eat grass for longer summers! (Come to think of it, I do eat lots of Brussel sprouts…) Enjoy your warm months. The NE summers are too short, but boy, they are so lush and sensual during those three special months.
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Your summers are so much nicer than those is the southwest. But we now have cooler nights and mornings but I dread winter. 🙂
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Very nice. I do not care for the dark mornings and I’d rather stay in bed. We’ve been getting some rain in SoCal and we need it. It’s been hot over the past couple of weeks, but we’re cooling off next week. 🙂
I’ve been here for 11 1/2 years and I do not miss the east coast winters!
Pam, how far do you walk in the morning?
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I love southern CA!! The hot is not humid, the cold is not cold. And you can walk nearly every day! When it’s not snowing/raining/sleeting, I walk about an hour a day. When the weather is inclement, I go to dancing class, which helps keep my mood elevated! 🙂 Cheers!
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Wonderful idea 🙂
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