Under a cloud cover of sheep, floating on a breath of westerly wind, I sit on my terrace watching the September garden.

The neighborhood is quiet. The school year and the working week have started in full swing. Blackbirds scurry around and peck my last raspberries and grapes from the branches. They are allowed. I had plenty of harvest. The raspberries are in the jam. September gives little ones earlier. I would like to share it with the birds.

I always have a bit of mixed feelings about September. It seems like another chapter has been closed. Another beautiful summer is over.
The days are getting shorter. The sun is waning in strength. The harvest from our own garden is coming to an end.
Mornings are getting colder, feeling more humid.
My own solar panel gave me energy.
Soon winter fun, but with a longing for summer from my brand new photo album full of sunny photos.

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