Waking up to 50 degrees in the morning (44 this morning) reminds me that summer is nearing its end. The anticipation of that unmistakable smell of fall, a rainbow colored carpet of leaves on the lawn, and those magnificent harvest sunsets excites me, but I will miss summer. I already miss summer and it's really not even gone yet. There is a frost warning tonight for our area. We've had such an unusually warm summer, that the idea of a frost already doesn't seem possible. We've been closing the windows and doors late at night this week, since the chilly air is settling in before we settle in to bed. I love these nights. I love snuggling down in the covers in bed. I love the cooler evenings, but I am not ready for winter. I hope this fall takes its time and stays awhile. I hope the colors come slowly and stay late. I hope the days stay warm for a while yet, even if the nights are cool.
One recent perfect night, I needed to get outside. I needed to soak up this weather. The corn in the fields is about 7' tall and is just starting to dry out. It's looking great. This is the view up our road from our house.
I hadn't had my bicycle out yet this summer. It was still hanging in the shed from last summer. So, that night we got my bike out along with the trailer we had picked up at a garage sale last spring. We pumped up the tires, dusted off the trailer and washed the bike with the hose. I wiped my bike down and lubricated the chain, wheels and brake cables. Gavin was so excited to ride in his trailer!