The promising clouds which greeted the dawn had all burned off by afternoon, and the day once again the normal toastiness of August in the mountains. While passing by the orchard (at the unintended leisurely pace) I noted that the trees are now filled with little green apples. I am heartened at the thought that but a few short weeks remain before the rows of trees will resound to the clatter of ladders and the chatter of the itinerant harvesters. By then, the days may be as crisp as the ripe fruit, and sweeter. And then (with good fortune) will come the rains and the blustery days of swift clouds and turning leaves. In the meantime, I have tasty summer fruits, including some plums now chilling in the refrigerator. There may yet be some few days of scorching heat, but I feel that the worst has been weathered. The remaining half of summer will be more pleasant. Ever the optimist.
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The promising clouds which greeted the dawn had all burned off by afternoon, and the day once again the normal toastiness of August in the mountains. While passing by the orchard (at the unintended leisurely pace) I noted that the trees are now filled with little green apples. I am heartened at the thought that but a few short weeks remain before the rows of trees will resound to the clatter of ladders and the chatter of the itinerant harvesters. By then, the days may be as crisp as the ripe fruit, and sweeter. And then (with good fortune) will come the rains and the blustery days of swift clouds and turning leaves. In the meantime, I have tasty summer fruits, including some plums now chilling in the refrigerator. There may yet be some few days of scorching heat, but I feel that the worst has been weathered. The remaining half of summer will be more pleasant. Ever the optimist.
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