Summer Time Sadness

From a book I was reading that quite relates to that "feel" that is in the air right now:

"The kind of sadness you feel at the end of summer. When the fireflies are gone, the ponds have dried up and the plants are wilted, weary from being so green. It's no longer really summer but the air is still too warm and heavy to be fall It's the season between the seasons. It's the feeling of something dying." ~ By Augusten Burroughs

Here at Rocky Mountain National Park, it feels as if in the course of a week things are just "different". The roads are emptier, traffic is less crazy, there are now places to park, a morning chill is in the air ( I even have to put on a light jacket!), and the flowers have reached their peak.  Some of the seasonal workers have left and returned to college or to teach.  A few aspens are sprouting yellow leaves and we even had a light dusting of snow at the top of Trail Ridge Road !

The elk have lost their velvet "gloves" and have begun their practice sparring for the rut.  The children are back in school. I reminiscence of my times when the excitement of a new college semester started at this same time.

Now, my excitement revolves around what is up for the next season. Fall, one of my favorite seasons ! Yes! I have a few adventure plans in the works for October, lots of friends and family to see,  and a lot more goals to accomplish ! Looking forward to all that is waiting in the next chapter.