A sunset from our back yard about 8:00 p.m.
We are in transition from Summer to Fall, from vacation to school, from shorts and sandals to long pants and close-toed shoes and from cloudless late afternoons to dark thunderstorm clouds coming off the Rocky Mountains. The clouds only bring rain about a third of the time but the sunsets are spectacular.
Picnics and concerts are winding down, baseball is about to end and football is gearing up. Labor Day weekend, summer's last hurrah, is 3 days away. I'm moving my summer clothes to the "stand-by" closet and returning the dark, sturdier, warmer clothes to the first string. I enjoy summer festivals and happenings but my favorite season is autumn. The crispness of the air, the taste of hot soups, roasted root vegetables, squash and pumpkin dishes and , of course, the autumn palette brushed over the pre-Halloween world are all reasons I love the season.
On Labor Day we will make yet another transition: from home to away. We are leaving that morning for Northern Spain--Catalonia and the Basque country. I can hardly wait. The last few nights I have been packing my suitcase in my sleep, hoping this time to pack lighter, to not take things I really don't need. We'll be staying with friends whose daughters both stayed with us while studying English and other courses. One of the daughters will be our house and animal sitter while we're gone to visit her parents.
Hooray for transitions!