Peace

Last night I sat on the front porch and watched the sunset. Quietly feeling the cool breeze mixed with the warm sun on my face. I sat and listened to the crickets sing and watched the orange sky. There is a sort of sadness this time of year. The gradual grieving of a summer nearly gone. The colours have already begun to change - not on the trees but in the sky. I have many nice memories of evenings like this one and just realized that this time - right now - August is my favorite time of year.