September Sun

september sun

Summer will soon be a memory.

So when that summer sun spills through in September, I stop and let its heat soak through me.

In September, when the leaves are beginning to turn and the mornings are crisp, hot summer afternoons are a welcome gift.

The Berries in the Trees

the berries in the trees

The trees are blooming berries. Bright orange bouquets of tiny berries.

The Mountain Ash are so pretty that I grab my camera and capture the tangerine and green against the late summer sky.

Sometimes, we just have to look up for a new perspective.

The Sun on my Shoulders


This summer has been short.

There have been days when it has felt more like fall, and days when the rain seemed it would never stop. But this afternoon, the sun is warming my shoulders in my backyard.

I want to take this feeling with me into fall, to warm me on crisp mornings. I want to take it with me into winter, a memory of summer on my back when the snow whitens the earth. I’d like to wrap this summer sun into a package to open when the days are short and the air is icy and its heat seems too far away.

So I soak in this late summer sun, and I make this moment count.