September the golden threshold
between summer and winter...
There's something undeniably enchanting about
September—the way the world starts to slow down, the
air turns crisp, and the landscape transforms into a vibrant
tapestry of reds, oranges, and yellows. It's the month
that ushers in cozy sweaters, warm mugs of tea,
and the irresistible pull of all things autumn.
Summer is coming to an end. September days have
the warmth of summer in their briefer hours, but in their
lengthening evenings a prophetic breath of autumn.
Wishing everyone a good September. Please
be kind to us all. Ah, September! You are the 🍂
doorway to the season that awakens my soul.
Labor day weekend draws to an end. Branson had
a very exciting and profitable one culminating with a
grand performance of the U.S. Blue Angels. Arvid and I
heard them from our condo when they were practicing.
There comes a day each September
when you wake up and know the summer
is over and fall has arrived...
~Nadiya~