I'm in no hurry to transition to autumn.
It is only two miles from my house.
The coffee cake is also one of my favorite things.
The wind has stopped.
I remember playing under a favorite tree during the carefree days of childhood.
Inspired by the stories about pioneers and native American Indians,
my cousins, sister and I would build make-believe tepees under pine trees.
if the way we have always done things is no longer working.
I've been on the patio before, but it was always filled with people.
I'm excited to find all the great spots where great food can be enjoyed during lunch and dinner.
Nasturtiums growing in boxes create a nice background for this spot.
I've never seen this area before.
Everywhere I looks, I see small touches that add to whimsical charm of this place.
See the dog footprints in the cement.
I love that.
We lingered at our table under the trees enjoying the surroundings and the beauty of the day.
A unique circumstance of a gust of wind had allowed us to have this private place to enjoy our breakfast today.
It was the perfect place to enjoy a late summer Saturday.
Too soon, I remember we came for produce,
so we made our way to the Farmers' Market in the area just below our quiet place of retreat.
The harvest is another reminder that summer is nearly over.
Autumn can't be far off.
Cusp - a place
Like it our not, summer is drawing to a close.
We are on the cusp of autumn.
This is a time of transition.
What will the next season bring?