Here in the mountains where I live, our summer didn’t come in hot, but it sure came in late with snow falling into June. Therefore, several outside chores around our home are still not done,and with fall in sight, I suspect some of them will wait until next spring. For example, we didn’t get the deck painted yet. Why paint it now? The snowblower will rip that paint off the first minute it touches it and we usually have snow in October. Cop out? Maybe. Rationalization? Absolutely.
I was shocked to discover my lavender bed blooms are already turning brown for winter. It seems way too early to me, but then I slapped myself on the back of the head and realized we are half-way through August. Is it aging or is time actually flying faster than what was normal?
My Columbines have gone to seed and the deer are beginning to look a little shaggy as they shed their reddish-brown summer fur for the darker brown of winter. Even the velvet on the buck’s antlers seem out of sync to me.
We had so much snow last winter and rain this summer that everything is taller, greener and more lush than usual. The river remains higher from the high country snow still melting. That’s never happened this late into August before since I moved here 37 years ago. The damage caused by avalanches that normally do not run, coupled with those that always do, has been shocking to see.
Tourists have flocked into this town in numbers greater than we’ve ever had. Our town is no longer “Our Secret Place” and parking spots downtown are a much coveted prize, if you are lucky enough to actually find one.
I did manage to do one productive thing over the summer months. I just wrapped up the manuscript to my second novella JAKE-Winds of Change (Book 2 in The Drifter Series) and am happy to say it will be released very soon. This is the middle book of the series and it was not easy to complete. Spurred on by my editor and another close author friend, I finally got ‘er done.
Did we get a sign of an early winter yesterday? It snowed and accumulated on Monarch Pass, the Continental Divide between Colorado’s eastern and western slopes. It is 11,312 feet in elevation. Today it is raining where I live and fifty degrees.