Unfortunately, it's falling leaves.
My wife and I were discussing the time of year on Saturday, and I remarked that at least the leaves haven't started changing yet. This, despite two weeks of nearly constant clouds, rain, and cooler temps.
But yesterday, geese were heading south, and this morning there were leaves on the ground. Not a lot, but it's the beginning of the season. Those in the trees have taken a decidedly yellowish tinge, too.
I know it always happens. I'm never in a hurry for the end of summer, though. It doesn't help to note that we always have snow by Halloween, either.
A couple more observations: my daughter's cats are both shaggy with the beginnings of their winter coats. As this is August, it speaks of an early winter, a cold one, or both.
And we've already had to run the furnace a few times, over the last 10 days, on days when the cool damp air chilled the house to an uncomfortable point.
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Speaking of my wife, she spent part of yesterday afternoon preparing the meat which we'll consume this week: mostly chicken breasts and ground turkey for burgers. She uses a lot of spices made in Alaska, since Brigid's supplier of Penzey's spices is too far away.
But the place smelled wonderful for a couple of hours, as we walked around with mouths watering. :)
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Sorry I don't have anything more fascinating this morning; I'm sure something will come up later.
Thanks for stopping by, friends. I appreciate it.