Fall is happening

It suddenly feels like fall. There is a little bit of color starting, yes, and the temperature has dropped slightly, particularly at night. We've lost a lot of daylight, when we stop to think about it. The potted flowers are starting to fade, the air is just a little bit fresher. But still; it's not quite September. You wouldn't think the little changes would add up - just yet - to a different season, but there it is: Fall is happening in the Northwest.

It all makes me think I need to rush about. That I need to finish things. Or start them. That resolutions, or plans, or commitments need to be made and action taken - after a lethargic summer of not getting much done.

But that's the nice thing about being on the cusp of the changing seasons. I can talk myself out of any drastic action pretty easily. There's still time to sit back without feeling guilty about it.

What a lovely time of year.