Out walking early with my good dog Ernie this morning I was reminded that summer is slipping away. I did not wear a sweater but could have. It was still quite dark at 6 am when we headed out. Orion was well overhead as was Jupiter. It was not long ago that the sun was rising at six. It still feels very much like summer once day has gotten underway.
The long hours of late afternoon are getting shorter too and the shadows longer.
The Spring City Bluegrass Festival was held a couple of weeks ago from noon until 10 pm on a Saturday. It was all this and more.
About the time of the bluegrass festival the man who built this wall and carved the stone crossed over to sit with the grandfathers. Benson Whittle was as good and kind a person as I have known. Ben made art passionately all of his life working in many mediums. A few years ago Lee and I got to take Ben on the Colorado River with us. It was a high point for all three of us.
THe leaves have not started to turn yet, perhaps because the summer was so late in getting here. It will happen soon. The peaches are on and that is a sure sign.