Goodbye to August

So there it was and passed, the last Sunday of August. And it was blissful. We woke up quite early to sun shining through window blinds but started our day lazily, listening to music and stretching, making love and snuggling and laughing. Got up together and made breakfast, some cereal, bacon and tortilla toasts with cheese (for the lack of eggs), and coffee.

Spent mid-afternoon working on the computer, cleaning and organizing; just enough to feel good about ourselves ad take the rest of the day off. I called Mom and chatted with her for a while, after which she was getting ready to go to sleep and I was beginning to enjoy the day.

We took the motorbike for a ride around town, it was a hot day and it was great to see downtown packed with visitors, knowing how quiet our neighborhood was. We walked by the river, where I dipped my feet in the freezing water and we sat down on a shaded cliff overlooking the bridge, to play with the camera. On the way back we found a raspberry bush and I had to get in the middle of it. They were dark pink and deliciously sweet.

In the evening we enjoyed the company of family and friends at a barbeque dinner in Bart's sister's garden, drinking cold beer, catching up on stories, playing with the kids and their new puppy.

It was a perfect goodbye to August, although hopefully not to summer yet. I have to say, this summer flew by so quickly. They say time goes faster with age and I keep noticing it a bit more every year.

I enjoyed this summer and didn’t get enough of it, but I am excited for September. I have always loved early fall when it’s still sunny and leaves turn their colors to red and orange and yellow, and I love the smell of soil just after rainfall. I’m hoping that maybe we’ll be lucky this year and get a fall like this in the Rockies; a land where there are usually only two seasons; a very long winter and short summer, with not much in between.