And we start lighting candles to brighten the evenings the sun after the sun has gone to bed. Which naturally leads to smores...the overlapping of summer into fall.
"Summer good bye
summer good bye
you may no longer stay
autumn is on its way
summer good bye"
Change is in the air. Even though we are not paying attention, time is passing, and I am told king winter has started his long journey down from the north pole. It starts with a few brown leaves being blown by the Merry Little Breezes. Then the September rains fall
We play in the rain as much as we can.
Fallen leaves become boats to float in the puddle...Umbrellas become toadstools to hide under...