Her verdant leaves began to yellow and shed upon her slumped and weary figure.  The unrelenting heat, and persistent drought of late Summer was more than she could bear.  These are the dog days. But August too will soon concede, and with it, any remnants of Summer. Autumn is upon…

  Glittering, golden dusk flooded the landscape as the trees blushed in the gilded light, and the grasses swayed and rushed as the sun swiftly receded, surrendering wholly to twilight.   August too conceded, and with it, any remnants of Summer.  Autumn is upon us and changes are afoot.  Cooler temperatures, diminishing…

  Summer, like an aging starlet, once young and fetching, wears her heart upon her sleeve.  Fading looks and waning attention give her a melancholy air, and the future seems destined to carry on without her.  Soon, Summer will be nothing more than a hazy memory, no longer in the spot light.  September,…