You can hear it. You can see it,feel it,taste it. The crickets are chirping
day and night, the birds are for the most part,quiet.
The birds are almost in a frenzy eating,building up their fat for the
upcoming flight south.
I've only seen small groups of warblers,
most of them have already moved out of the mountains.
Plants are going all out flowering, setting seed, ripening their fruits.
Insects are slowing down,preparing for for winter.
Most will be dead around the first frost, others hang on and die
when cold weather finally sets in.
Since Labor Day, the area has gotten quiet, it feels like it's slowed down, and everyone seems a little more relaxed. It's sad, friends that come
for the summer are gone or will be gone shortly, it just feels sad.
But the weather is great. Warm,if not hot, days. Cool nights.
Morning fog. Days are getting shorter, noticeably so. You see it more in the north than down in the south.
Morning bike rides are absolutely heaven. Down the road along the
river, the sun warm and golden. Cool air.
Tonight will find me on the Pond, basking in solitude, watching the
loons and the fish.
