Early mornings are darker than they've been for the past few months or so.
Afternoons are filled with the hum of harvest as farmers reap what they've sown.
The cotton candy clouds seem to float in right after high noon each day.
Rain storms have dampened our usually dry autumn and we've gladly worked around them to hay.
Cool air has begun to set in as the norm, heat relief has finally arrived.
August is in the air, it's time for the county fair. Gosh this is the best time to be alive.
Mamas in the kitchen makin' her award winning pie, I'm sure it'll win again this year.
Big brother is in the barn, like always, workin' with his all homegrown show steer.
Dad, he's gettin' the neighbor boy lined out on how to do the chores while we're gone.
He hates to leave home but he holds in a moan, he knows it's important to support and come along.
Leaves haven't started fallen, but they will soon enough. The grass has lost it's bright green color.
August is in the air, it's time for the county fair, and with that we say goodbye to another summer.
- Trinity Lewis