“That old September feeling, left over from school days, of summer passing, vacation nearly done, obligations gathering, books and football in the air … Another fall, another turned page: there was something of jubilee in that annual autumnal beginning, as if last year’s mistakes had been wiped clean by summer.” -Wallace Stegner, Angle of Repose
For twenty-0ne days in June, I invited you to join me on the porch steps for a series of posts remembering summer and what it once meant to us and could mean again. I wrote about possibilities, adventure and exploration in the glorious summer that stretched before us. Here is the link to a song that accompanied those posts.
On September 1st & 2nd, I want to add two more posts to that collection as we stand with a lingering foot in summer, yet turning to that old September feeling we know so well. I’m not ready to let go of that summer child I carry within, but still I relish the lifting humidity, the garden that has survived the heat where roses continue to bloom. Let us experience past mistakes wiped clean by summer turning to the new season that is calling our name.
PS: With this publication, I am celebrating the 300th post. If you are not following this blog, I invite you to do so. I’d love your company.