Summer’s waning days

August always makes me contemplative.  It is a time of both endings and beginnings, preparing for a new school year while squeezing the last bits of unbounded liberty from the warm days.

This year I feel more contemplative than most.  Political and idealogical strife seem completely out of control, while, at the same time, my children seem optimistic and hopeful of the future. 

I find my contemplative mood is most positively impacted by time spent surrounded by the beauty of nature.  It changes with a kind of grace that I desire to emulate.  The approaching season is embraced without while the ending season ia clu g to with just the right amount of tenacity.

Surrounded by such beauty, my own contemplative mood remains hopeful and keeps from becoming melancholy.

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