It’s only the beginning of August, I know. But, somehow, during this past week there has been a change.
As I sit and look out to our screen porch, I notice the shadows. The room is not filled with sunlight like it was just a week ago. This morning, it is filled with lazy shadows. The sun has cast its light on the trees and bushes around the house and it filters long and lazy shadows on the screen. When I went out earlier, it was warm and humid, but not like it was. There is that ever faint, ever timid feeling that fall is coming soon.
I know school is about to start and families are stocking up on school supplies and clothes, but summer is hanging on, trying to get the last few weeks of swimming and gardening and weeding and sweating out of us.
I love days like this, where you still want to put on a swimsuit, but are also tempted to find a cozy corner and sip something with winter spices in it. I love when the Lord gives you a suggestion of the next season all the while keeping it the current one. It’s a day of smiles at how seasons pass.
Me? On this glorious day that hints of fall and feels like summer? I am sitting with my jeans on sipping a wonderful iced coffee. Hope you enjoy your weekend. I think I will. Thanks for stopping by, DAF (Cathi)