Wednesday, August 31, 2016

August rain: the best of the summer gone, and the new fall not yet born. The odd uneven time.
~Sylvia Plath

4 comments:

Connie said...

I like this. It's a good description for this in-between time of the year.

Lark said...

How apropos! :)

Deb Nance at Readerbuzz said...

That's exactly how I feel today. Fall feels a long way off, but summer is as good as over.

Trish said...

August and March have a lot in common. Both have a feeling of suspended time.