We ran over to a neighboring town last night for a supper out. I was surprised to see a farmer harvesting corn. I am not a farmer, but it seems awful early to be in the fields. I guess when it is ready, it is ready.
The notion we are entering harvest time is somewhat depressing. Even though we are facing temperatures in the 90's, combines in the corn are a sure harbinger of fall, of dreary days and the coming winter.
I have an overwhelming urge to sit on the deck and soak up as many rays as I can.
Too bad the need to earn a living trumps all.