On Wednesday September 23th, autumn begins—summer officially ends. It’s been a good summer for me, and while I expect some wonderful fall days, I hate when the long hours of daylight begin waning, forestalling winter again. The older we get, the quicker it all happens. Why? I have no answer though maybe the experts do.
It was a great summer in Colorado. Now fall is here according to the calendar, but it sure feels like summer. All the early rain turned my part of the state greener than I have ever seen it. During August as I took my daily walk on the trail, the growth was huge and still green—not that dried out yellow beige I often see toward the end of the month. I hope the beauty continues. And now as September turns into October, many of us, myself included, plan a trip to the mountains for an Aspen fix—as the shimmering Aspen trees cast their magic yellow golden spell on us just before going to sleep for the winter.
Read more about how Margery spent her summer in the Last Stop: Part 23.
This post was written by Margery Fridstein, an author and retired psychotherapist who lives in a CCRC outside of Denver, CO. She is chronicling her experience in the monthly series, “The Last Stop With Margery Fridstein.”