The leaves on the trees are still green but their rustle was a dry one and they are beginning to fall. Flowers have bloomed and faded, the river is full of water after the long hot summer, and the cricket field is being prepared for the last match of the season next weekend.
The heating isn't on at home yet but the mornings and evenings are feeling cooler now so it is only a matter of time.
However, even though the heatwave is already a distant memory, my summer has been a productive as well as a pleasant one.
I took a fortnight off from one of my part-time jobs during August, with the goal of completing three chapters of one of my two WIPs. By aiming at a thousand words a day, and sometimes writing even more, I managed to do that this week. Now comes some polishing and final edits, prior to submitting it later this month.
So, although the end of summer is always a bit sad, autumn is a lovely season. The colours of the trees, the sharpness of the air, and those long cosy evenings indoors are things to look forward to. And, as the nights draw in and the mornings get darker, I will be switching my focus to my time-slip novel, with a view to reaching 30,000 words by Christmas.