The Last Light of July

The last light of July tiptoed out the back door and into the foggy night at midnight. She was sheepish and a bit disappointed with herself as she knew folks were not happy with the heat, the fire, the smoke, that she had presented to them. Frankly, she was annoyed with herself as well. She didn’t used to be so fiery, so hot, so uncomfortable. She used to enjoy bringing the fog in every evening and making the people reach for a light blanket as they snuggled into bed. It’s not her fault but climate change has made her life miserable and ruined her reputation.

And August? He slammed the front door on his way in. He’s kind of a cranky dude these years. He used to love his long dog days, when the kids would chill in the neighborhood, playing baseball after dinner and giving nary a thought to school days. Now? Now August is forced to bring structure and school to the world. That’s not fair! Why take away his leisure and make him the bad guy? He used to be able to offer lazy days and leave the burden of the first day of school to September. But now everyone raises their eyebrows and harangues him for bringing summer to an abrupt ending.

To make up for the school thing, August has planned a wonderful display of naked ladies. At least the kids can wave at them as they ride the bus to school.

So the months dance and shove and sleepily step their way through 2024. How about the people? How about you? Are you whirling your way or maybe slamming doors on old months and looking hopefully at new arrivals?