Ok, for all the weather geeks out there, we mourn the passing of meteorological, not <astronomical summer> (yet).
But either way, the bulk of our great outdoor weather is officially in the rearview now, and thus it's time once again for this:
summer's end
(Terry Hare, copyright 2022)
in the fading days of august,
near the end of summer's reign,
when melancholy scents the air,
and daylight starts to wane,
with autumn waiting in the wings,
to dance across life's stage,
it's then I long to turn the hands
of time to June again.
delights of summer beckoned yet,
amid the lengthening days,
verdant frolics called to us,
from summer's lazy haze.
a morning round of hickory golf,
a sunset by the shore,
gardening with my better half,
a summer evening storm.
but time raced on so quickly,
and days flew by too fast,
the joys that once were future,
soon segued to our past.
and now we greet fair autumn,
possessed of fall delights.
but O! I'll miss those clarion days,
and clement summer nights.
If nothing else, politics is educational.
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| good advice when dealing with nuclear explosions and democrats |
Pay close attention, and you're bound to learn something new.
For example, suppose you encountered someone who publicly <claimed to have served in a war zone>, and retired from the military at a certain rank.
But then you discover he chose to retire rather than accept a deployment to a combat zone; therefore he was never in a war.
Not only that, when he retired he was demoted a rank because he failed to complete required coursework.
You might reasonably surmise he was trying to polish his resume with non-existent accomplishments.
You might even conclude he was lying and guilty of <stolen valor>.
But as we recently learned...
...is not a liar, nor is he guilty of stolen valor.
No, he's just ignorant; profoundly so.
It’s not a character flaw, it’s a grammar issue: all those confusing nouns and verbs and participles dangling all over the place.
Should have paid a little closer attention in 7th grade grammar class, I guess.
What a relief.
For a moment I was afraid we had a liar and a fraud shilling for votes; turns out he’s just an ignoramus.
It is, after all, a national holiday and the unofficial end of the season, albeit the less popular of the Memorial / Labor Day summer bookends.
And we did spend some time with #1 grandson and his family who came over to splash in the pool and enjoy some summer fare:
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| teeing off a few minutes before sunrise |
It's actually going pretty well lately, as my play from the tees and fairways has significantly improved this season (credit Harry Vardon's "The Gist Of Golf" for that).
My short game and putting remain nothing to write home about...
...but I'm hanging around bogey golf with an occasional foray into the rarefied air of par.
Or maybe I should just bag it and move on.
Yeah, let's go with that.
Alrighty then, let's get this 23 skidoo thing motivated:
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| sunset at the lake, courtesy of Larry |
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| ditto |
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| "look, unless I get a wine spritzer, pronto, this meeting is over." - master negotiator, kamala harris |
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| I do love Fall, just not what comes after it |
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| Serendipity |
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| pepe lepew is back and he brought a friend |
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| sunset as seen through our courtyard window |
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| dock view at Larry's cottage |
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| Mr. Chipmunk out of hiding after Karen put Loki inside |
It's true we're exiting summer - we'll lose more than an hour and 20 minutes of daylight by the time September yields the stage to October - but there's still some great outdoor living to be done between now and then.
Get outside and enjoy the beauty of God's creation.
later, mcm fans...
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