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Fair Weather Sunday
By afternoon it was a nice one for the family clam bake.
Halfway through August 🍂
This summer seems to have faded away so quickly. Some of it has been the many rainy weekends, some of it was the ease of catching the free nature bus to Thacher Park, some of it was the anxiety over everything, and just the odd times we all live in – working downtown more days a week.
It’s not to say that there weren’t any memorable moments. Camping and remote work in the spring time in Spectulator. Hiking Watch Hill. Juneteenth Weekend at Piseco-Powley. Hiking along the Stoney Creek to Wilcox Lake. Summer vacation and the Finger Lakes Trail. Many weekends at Thacher Park. The heat wave eating clams and swimming at the Potholers.
The days go by so quickly it seems. I try to explore new places and create new memories but sometimes there isn’t a lot left to explore nearby. Plus with the solar panel on my truck, I prefer to just set up camp, sit back and just stay in one location once camp is set up.
Labor Day will come and then it will be back to working downtown five days a week. I was hoping the mask mandate would be done at the library but I guess that is back for now, so I’ll probably avoid going down there but I assume at some point Delta will burn its way through and things will return to normal.
Autumn can be pretty. It’s a quiet year for me and I’m hoping to get to West Virginia come mid October. Enjoy the leaves, do some small game hunting. And those nice the long autumn nights with yummy meals with the chill of the night.
The Before 8 O’Clock Sunset Arrives
As the sun sets at 8 PM,
August’s halfway mark, a gentle gem.
Earlier sunsets on the horizon we spy,
Altamont Fair’s lights will soon light up the sky.
Summer’s ending, autumn’s near,
Harvest season whispers, so clear.
Earlier evenings, a curtain’s embrace,
More time for slumber, a slower pace.
Let’s seize the moment while it’s here,
Cherish the daylight, hold it near.
Stock up at the market, fill your cart,
Pumpkin pies and crisp days, a work of art.
Autumn leaves will soon paint the town,
A symphony of colors, all around.
With the harvest’s bounty, we’ll be fed,
Nature’s tapestry, a canvas well spread.
Earlier sunsets, a shift in the game,
Less time for play, but life’s not the same.
Embrace the change, let it fill your sight,
As we dance in the golden, fading light.
Let’s seize the moment while it’s here,
Cherish the daylight, hold it near.
Stock up at the market, fill your cart,
Pumpkin pies and crisp days, a work of art.
The nights grow cooler, stars shining bright,
A touch of nostalgia in the fading light.
The Altamont Fair’s a gentle reminder,
Of endings and beginnings, a season’s binder.
Earlier sunsets, a trade-off we find,
More time to reflect, to unwind.
Embrace the shift, let your spirit fly,
In the hush of dusk, under the twilight sky.
Let’s seize the moment while it’s here,
Cherish the daylight, hold it near.
Stock up at the market, fill your cart,
Pumpkin pies and crisp days, a work of art.
So as autumn draws nigh, let’s not forget,
The magic in endings, as sunsets beget.
A season of change, of beauty and grace,
Tonight is the 8 PM sunset’s embrace.
