Come September

When I was outside today, I could feel it: September. The air was different. It was as if the sun were struggling to be hot, but failing. By now the spiders are big, the pond is low, the baby rabbits have all grown up. Summer is ending.

Apple in the "desert." Michael and I made this image on my very first roll of Kodachrome 25 in the late summer of 1978.
Apple in the “desert.” Michael and I made this image on my very first roll of Kodachrome 25 in the late summer of 1978.