In my head (a naïve place, apparently), it’s early summer, like July. Outdoors, I see hints of autumn, leaves well past mid-summer in their growth-fading progression, plus the species that are blooming and fruiting (drupe-ing, too!) indicate that summer has crested, and the slide into fall has begun.

This entry was posted in personal, weather on Monday, 31 August 2015 at 4:08 pm.
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