And, a Fond Farewell

 

Out with the old, in with the new. I guess. But, wait  minute–didn’t August just get started? What happened to the month? Anyway, that’s what the calendar says, so enjoy this day, August 31. It won’t come again for another whole year.

There’s definitely a hint of fall in the air. Mornings are cool, although the days get warmer than I’d like. Hurricane Idalia has come and gone for Florida and the Southeast. Leaves are beginning to think about their autumn colors and acorns clutter the ground. Notice to all squirrels: you’ll have an abundance of acorns this winter if you start storing them away, then you can stay out of my bird feeders! 

My pretty little white mulberry tree had an up close and personal encounter with a city sanitation truck yesterday and didn’t come out too well. I hope it survives, but when the truck caught an over-hanging limb, it tore said limb off and left a pretty big scar on the trunk.

I’m not sure where my birds go when hot weather sets in but they sort of disappear from my yard. Oh, I still see a few bluejays and robins, but I have a feeling that at this time of year, they may decide to inhabit woodsy areas with running water. Those birds I do see are not sporting the proud plumage of the spring. In the fall, the ravages of nest building and taking care of hungry babies results in feathers looking kind of ragged, probably like the baby birds’ parents feel. But, it’s all for a good purpose–a new generation of beautiful birds.

I hope this August has been a good one for you, filled with plenty of cozy mysteries and the time to read them. As for September and fall–well–what more perfect time for losing yourself in the escapades of Darcy and her mother Flora or Ned who dares to go where she should not.

Happy reading, one and all!

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