My Annual Late August Post 4 Days Late

August and the pool water is eighty-three degrees, air temp maybe ninety and if you stood in the late afternoon sun your bathing suit was dry in a couple of minutes. But in the shade when the air moves something tingles and you goose-bump because Autumn already has its feelers out, tiny chilly tendrils slipping south along stone walls and in those low woodsy places where the shadow is first to creep and you know that when the days are short enough in a few weeks, it’ll make its move.

Wood smoke, golden red and orange leaves being blown from the trees into long windrows pointing south, air so clear you can hear a screen door slam a mile off, apples, apple pie, apple cider, deer hunting, seeing your breath for the first time in months.  I’m looking forward to it I guess, but right now I’d rather swim.

3 thoughts on “My Annual Late August Post 4 Days Late

  1. Thanks for your link from AT. Interesting blog and hope your fall day is filled with apple cider doughnuts

  2. Dear Mister Miniter
    I read your book about Mike (actually I read it already several times). And of course i read it in german, because I’m from over the pond (Switzerland).
    Thank you very much for this very interesting story. The ending of the story always makes me very happy. I’m a teacher… recognized that you aren’t too fond of those. And I don’t think that we make everything right. But I do think, that at least in my school there are a few teachers really trying to give their best. And I do hope that your grandkids will have good teachers on their way into life. What I was wondering is, why you only have six children according to this blog. Shouldn’t you have seven? I thought you adopted Mike.
    Wishing you and “Mike” all the best.

    Greetings from Switzerland

    Naemi Kleiber

    • Dear Naemi:

      In anger over something one of the others said “Mike” demanded I not say seven children in print, so sadly I abide by that. In regard to teachers my derision is directed at those playing the “system.” I have had and still have many wonderful teachers in my life.

      RFM

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