Labor Day has always been an oxymoron to me. On a day dedicated to the working man, no one works. Unless you have a yard, a house, and a family—then you spend the day working on those or for those. Your day off really isn’t. For some it is the last weekend for a family […]
Summer
As Summer Wanes
The petunia blossoms have wilted. The ‘dragons have lost their snap. The paintbrush blooms of the celosia look more like dust wands from my kitchen closet than the soft, flame-shaped flowers they once were. All are signs that summer is coming to a close. Autumn waits. School bells will ring, farmers will plow their fields, […]