Show Time – for our little abode is one month from yesterday. How can that be?
I can’t even think about it, so I’ll tell you about the weather.
Whidbey Island has had an extended spate of summer weather. The sun has shone daily. Little or no rain has fallen. The Island is under a fire ban. I hope that nonsense didn’t follow us from Colorado.
Last night, a lovely storm blew in and it rained all night. The sound was relaxing. This morning, on a drive to Clinton, the Island was wrapped in high clouds and fog and mist, with the sun peeking through. The trees were freshly washed and looked brilliant. Some of the leaves have begun to turn yellow and they drift out over the road. I didn’t realize how much I missed that rain and aftermath, until now.
Bring on fall. I look forward to the leaves cascading around the property as we sit on our deck. It is magical how the leaves drift and twirl from the tops of the trees. Sparkling yellow bits of fall.