When you think of August, what stands out about it from the other summer months? For me, it is the waning of summer as those first whispers of Autumn approach in the wind.
It is those cool mornings and memories from long ago of August nights filled with the anticipation of going back to college — seeing good friends you felt like you knew forever — or back to high school to make it through another year and raise hell.
And the first tinted change on the crowns of the sugar maples against the sky with the lowering sun angel at the end of the month, giving clouds in the east an almost purple look. A flag, if you will, that Fall is awakening. Letting summer go once more.
That is August to me.
by Jason Camp | Residential Life Magazine
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