I've used my six years of blogging to track when I hear the first crickets chirping each year.
The chirp of the crickets is the first sign of fall coming, and it always makes me a little sad.
This year, I heard crickets, for the first time, on July 28. Here are some cricket milestones:
July 29, 2009
July 25, 2012 (more or less)
August 3, 2014
It's less hot out on this last day of July than it was earlier in the week, but the cold winds of fall are only a couple of calendar pages away. I am not complaining.
I am trying to enjoy every minute, trying to be in the moment, even as my long distance caregiving schedule the last few weeks wears on me. Just as a daylily flower and a blackberry lily flower last only a day, our lives are short.