It has begun. Bit by bit, leaf by falling leaf, summer is making plans to migrate to warmer places. Even in this stifling 90+ degree heat, there are signs.
When a welcomed gust of air breezes by these days, it often carries a few yellow or brown leaves along its track. At the lake, those leaves often find their way to the water.
What a fun ride they have for a time – dancing along the waves, slipping apart and sliding back together. Often they end up making a trail through the deep green waters. Sometimes far from shore, but in a line, as if they have a path to follow and a destiny to fulfill.
What brings them together?
- Winds of chance?
- Wakes from boats?
- A general fondness for one another?
- Or one last gathering before they are gone?
I look for them across the lake. I know there will be many more in the days ahead.
Even as summer winds down, this makes me smile and look ahead with anticipation.
He has made everything beautiful in its time. Ecclesiastes 3:11