Blackberry pie oh me oh my, and what Detroit Lake (aka Detroit Pond) looks like during a crazy drought.
July is on its way out, and I can't say I'm sad. We had a short burst of cooler weather over the weekend, and it has me aching for fall. Is it fall yet? Is it fall yet?
When I was a kid, this was the time of year that I'd start panicking about the end of summer. It's not that I didn't like school, but rather, I'm not super fond of transitions. It was hard to wrap my mind around volleyball practice, and homework, and waking up early every morning when it was still so beautiful outside.
Nowadays, I get nostalgic about the end of summer. Sometimes I buy myself