(not necessarily in that order)
I’m not sure why I was so surprised to see these changing leaves today.
After all, it is almost the middle of September. And it feels as though each day is shorter than the one before.
Nevertheless, I’m having a harder time than usual adjusting to the fact that summer is basically over.
The days are growing shorter and we’re once again adjusting to the arrival of full dark at (what seems to me) a ridiculously early hour.
Of course, being a summer solstice baby, I can’t really help myself. You see, I was born on June 20, the height of midsummer. It even happens (occasionally) that the actual solstice will fall on that day.
Over the years I’ve had a number of friends and relatives with whom — despite loving them dearly — I could never quite see eye-to-eye. It was only years later that I realized most of those people were born at or near the winter solstice. No wonder we had a different take on life.
Yes, I know, this isn’t a very scientific conclusion, but it’s a theory that works for me. 🌞