Here is another picture from Orcas Island.
The air has a nip to it. And the killdeers' calls return to the football field at the high school down the street. I didn't realize it until tonight, but I think that is a sign that the seasons are changing. But everything is coming to harvest, and our meager garden offers fresh veggies on demand. Many types of lettuce especially. And the blackberries are fresh and growing everywhere. I hope I can pick some before it's too late. And and apple tree up the road is dropping apples and it's at a rental property that looks presently uninhabited. Their fruit is a bit tart, but the honey crisps are probably a month out, so these will have to do. Gleaning rocks.