A lot is happening but I don’t feel able to write about any of it now. There has been a subtle change in the light that indicates autumn is on the way. The sun doesn’t climb quite as high, the light has a golden cast, the evening shadows stretch out earlier and longer. Brown fallen leaves crunched under my feet in the velodrome parking lot yesterday evening, the last night of regular racing. The first Pacific Ocean storm of the season blew through town a couple of days ago.
We went for a long walk at noon today, sweating and burning (tanning in Brad’s case) in the sun. We made a berry cobbler and grilled outside this evening. Even so, I can’t shake that fall feeling. In a few more weeks I won’t want to shake it, but now I long for more summer.