The days go by too quickly it seems.

I can’t believe tomorrow is the last day of August and that Sunday is September. I’m following my traditional of ending my summer on Hartwood Hill in the Perkins Clearing, chewing over a summer ended too quickly. It’s been a cloudy day but one when I was swamped most of the day with work. And it’s already getting dark out.

Already some of the leaves along the road are showing just the first hints of autumn. The woods just feels like summer has reached its final maturity, that it’s ready for its inevitable change to fall. Maybe it is, indeed peak colors in much of the Adirondacks is only 3-4 weeks away. After all, September is Sunday, Labor Day is Monday.

I can bemoan the missed opportunity that was the summer passed but I did do and explore a lot. There is no going back, only autumn and winter ahead.