Saturday, August 27, 2005

I'll be near Portland for a wedding this weekend. August is the month I associate with large gatherings, more than any other. I can remember at least five funerals, three weddings, and too many family reunions to count during Augusts. Lots of people I know have August birthdays, too. My dad's was yesterday.

This time of year is strange, especially in the Northwest. We finally get warm, sunny weather, but it's time to finish the vacation and start looking ahead. Kids are buying school clothes, the wool pants and cashmere sweaters are out in stores, and all of us university types are preparing for the students to return. I always feel a bit wistful in August, especially as it comes to a close. It's a month of endings and unrealized potential. But it also means that fall is coming. Fall is beautiful and colorful, calm and mild, and full of my favorite things: foggy mornings, sweaters, steamy coffehouse windows, hats and scarves, and lots of rain. Fall is a new school year, the start of the holiday season, and the promise of new beginnings.


SJ said...

I am having school nostalgia. I was in school continuously for so many years that I get antsy when fall approaches, but now I am done. Le sigh.

And August equals gatherings because this is the only month that isn't crapped up around here. May and June is gathering month in Illinois, because it's before the dreadful humidity starts (usually).

Kaijsa said...

I know what you mean about school nostalgia. One of the things I like about working in high ed is that I get to experience the excitement of fall every year.