The past few mornings crept up on us with the somewhat morose feeling of a
seasonal change. Invisible skies, the garden cloaked in thick white fog, the
grass dew covered.
The now giant fig tree has laid down its first layer of dank leaves.
Later in the day, when the sun appeared and the ground dried, they
metamorphosed into a cloth of gold, almost inviting one to sit beneath
the branches and enjoy a late afternoon picnic. . . . . . . .or at least a
cup of Darjeeling tea!
seasonal change. Invisible skies, the garden cloaked in thick white fog, the
grass dew covered.
The now giant fig tree has laid down its first layer of dank leaves.
Later in the day, when the sun appeared and the ground dried, they
metamorphosed into a cloth of gold, almost inviting one to sit beneath
the branches and enjoy a late afternoon picnic. . . . . . . .or at least a
cup of Darjeeling tea!
I have longed for Autumn this year following one of the most disappointing Summers
in memory here in the southeast US. Nothing seemed quite right. Travels north
and west brought the best Summer moments where I actually enjoyed the season.
No sunshine expected today, showers later, and now we are watching
Hurricane Michael approaching the Gulf Coast of Florida.
This morning it has become an extremely dangerous category 4 storm. By
tomorrow afternoon it will also start to impact North Carolina with very
heavy rains after making landfall and moving north.
Friends and acquaintances in Florida, Georgia, South Carolina - we'll be thinking of you.





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