It was pleasantly cool one morning last week, and I sneaked over to the local puddle to see what was happening. I got there just in time to see the geese coming in. They're gathering in large flocks now, in preparation for the autumn migration. It lends a bittersweet air to the last of the summer days....
This was one of those perfect New England days in late summer where the spirit of autumn takes a first stealing flight, like a spy, through the ripening country-side, and, with feigned sympathy for those who droop with August heat, puts her cool cloak of bracing air about leaf and flower and human shoulders. ~Sarah Orne Jewett
Staycation word art (altered)