It's August 28. Three weeks of summer remain. Why do I say it ended last night? Because I drove home from my volunteer gig at the prison in the dark. SOB!
The more birthdays I celebrate, the more I avoid nighttime driving. It wouldn't be right, though, to leave the other volunteer carrying the meeting by herself until daylight lasts beyond 8:30 p.m. (Probably wouldn't be very good for me to go that long without a meeting either.)
|It won't be long before the leaves |
begin to turn and fall.
There are plenty of good things about summer winding down.
- Fewer bugs.
- Less humidity.
- Cooler temperatures. I'm not old enough (yet) that I feel "chilly" all the time.
I'm definitely NOT a fall gardener.
Cooler weather puts me in a knitting mood, too. I made a couple shopping bags this summer, but now that some of this weight has been released I want to knit for me-me-me. During the recent stash room purge I found several balls of a wool/cotton blend called Europa in a tweedy blue colorway that is slowly-but-surely becoming an On-the-Point vest. I hope it will be finished for the state Democratic women's convention next month.
And, of course, fall = FOOTBALL and football = lots of knitting time.
Seriously. What's not to love about the end of summer?