It is getting drier and drier here and the leaves on the maples are wilting and turning. Very Strange. It really feels like summer is over. Now we are getting close to autumn, the melancholy haiku season. Not to mention those frosty winter haiku! So this palmy late summer sunset on a chilly evening (with such strong winds they had to stop setting off the promised fireworks after only fifteen minutes) is the last of the summer days. The grandsons are off to college, but it has been a swell summer and we have been able to see them a lot.
violet clouds far out over the bay summer is ending