summer

August is bittersweet
tinged with quiet urgency
each day shorter than the last
reminding us that
summer wanes

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AugustĀ 

I love the stillness of a summer morning with chartering birds as my only companions

A soft breeze carries a hint of the sea as the sun peaks through the trees casting dappled light across the yard

The dog sighs contentedly in still cool grass flicking his ears at errant flies determined to disturb his solitude

August has begun