|The sunset on the last day of summer, 2014. Photo by J. Berta|
Summer has passed and now, it's fall. For some, summer's end is a time to lightly grieve. No more beach and much less sun. For others, it is a time to celebrate. Gone is the repressive heat and replaced with crisp mornings and shining days. Unless you're living in Arizona. If so, then you've got a few weeks left of summer. (Enjoy!)
The photo I took is of one of the last of the summer sunsets. I debated whether to post this photo as how more cliche could I get when discussing the end of summer than a photo of a sunset? Then again, it is my photo.
Summer has to end, it is a fact of life. At some point, the breeze will shift to a bitter wind. But not yet. That is days to come. In the meantime, there is fall.
I view fall as a transition between summer and winter. You have to run your car's heater in the morning and the A/C in the afternoon. The sun rises later yet it still shines brightly. I think that may be where the magnanimity of summer's end shines through. Yes, it is an end, but it's not a quick one. The good times can linger. True, the sun goes down sooner but it's still pretty to see. Oh, and you do not need to be wearing gloves and a stocking hat to observe it. Not a bad deal if you ask me.
Be well my friends,