Although we are approaching the middle of September, nobody told the roses. The pink ones, which weren’t doing well earlier in the summer are blossoming like mad right now. They should be fading away as fall approaches but as far as I can tell, fall is not approaching. Fall isn’t even on the highway yet. It has not found the main road and is wandering in the distance.
Presumably, it will arrive. It is my favorite season for so many reasons and I hate when these long, hot summers turn our two months of glorious Autumn into one short week and then, boom, whack, winter is back.