I cannot grasp the fact that July is over and today is August 1. The weather has been fabulous this past week, abnormally cool for mid-Summer. I've been bundling up in my shawls to have my morning coffee and meditation on the lakeside porch. Hints of Fall are all around. The Tree Swallows are here this morning bidding me farewell until next Spring. The leaves on the Burning Bush are already turning red. Most of the leaves have already fallen from my Corkscrew Willow. There is that certain 'sound' in the air that hints of Fall. That 'feel' of the air against your skin that lets you know things are happening in Nature.
The last few months I have been caught up in riding bicycles with my sister. I haven't had this much fun in many years, nor have I been in such good physical shape in many years. :) That's not to say I'm in optimum condition, LOL, but I'm a far cry from where I was a year ago. Maybe I'll go for a short ride today. Maybe I'll play with fabric again today. The hours stretch ahead of me like a blank canvas, beckoning me to indulge in what delights my heart and soul today.