Signs of Half-Remembered Days

This is the midway at the Pontotoc County Free Fair, always a harbinger of autumn.
This is the midway at the Pontotoc County Free Fair, always a harbinger of autumn.

Every Strangers' Eyes by Roger Waters
“…I look around, I search the skies
I shade my eyes, so nearly blind
And I see signs of half remembered days
I hear bells that chime in strange familiar ways
I recognise…
The hope you kindle in your eyes…”

Summer is beginning to fade. Our short, sharp heat wave seems to be gone. The morning glory has covered the front fence. The sounds and smells in the pasture are different than summer.

I covered the Free Fair and the first football scrimmage of the year.

Abby’s family reunion is just around the corner, as is our tenth anniversary.

Time flies.

Abby's "dog crossing" sign, which I photographed on July 10 with a single strand of morning glory vine on it, is now covered with vines and blossoms.
Abby’s “dog crossing” sign, which I photographed on July 10 with a single strand of morning glory vine on it, is now covered with vines and blossoms.
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  1. I suspect I’ll feel that same shift in the weather in a few weeks. College football is on TV right now, though, which definitely signals cooler weather is coming at some point. :-)

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