Monday, August 17, 2009

Not Long, Sewing, Mowing

1. The air blows cool on my face. It comes from the north and even though the temperatures will soar to 90, it foretells of autumn.
2. Tess uses the sewing machine to make curtains for her room. I hear the stop-and-go hum of the motor from the other room.
3. I mow swathes of tall grass like Pac man, chomping away.


  1. Wasn't that amazing, the blowing autumnal wind? It even smelled like fall. 'Twill be here before we know it. I will be glad.

  2. I can smell autumn in the air as well. It smells like apples, and dry leaves and cooler evenings.