Up and away
August can’t stay
Time for September
I hope you remember
For what’s ahead
Some cool weather relief
Pumpkin spice and all pumpkin nice
And ramping up my prayer
For all people, and everywhere.
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August Up and Away
Published by Mother Hen
My age tells me that I am in my golden years. My heart tells me that I am still young and that I have much to contribute to this beautiful and complex world. My faith in God sustains me each step of my journey here on earth, as I continue to explore the world through the lens of my camera. View all posts by Mother Hen
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Lovely! I’ll pass on all that pumpkin spiced beverage, but I was thinking today about my pumpkin bread recipe. It’s still too early to think ‘fall’ down here, but it’s coming!
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Pumpkin bread sounds mighty good, so does pumpkin pie..
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Your photo reminded me of the first week we lived in our new house in Portland, Oregon (we had moved there from Kansas City). One morning there were hot air balloons sailing through the air over our house and my kids were so excited to see them. Your poem was a sweet goodbye to August. I’m always ready for fall and even though I’m not big on pumpkin spice everything, I do have a great recipe for pumpkin bread.
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Thank you! What a sweet memory.. I can smell the bread now.. 😁
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Such a great photo and wonderful poem!! I’m so ready for FALL!! ❤️🎃🤩
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Thank you!
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A great ode to August with Septembers anticipation!
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🤗Thank you!
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Well here we are solidly into September and I’m finally getting over here. I’m not ready for September, even though I like it. I want another few weeks of summer. On the other hand, pumpkin pie DOES sound kind of nice.
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Good morning! I was born in a desert community. When I was old enough to hang clothes out on the clothesline I would look up at Mt. San Jacinto and want to be up there in the Pine Trees. It was blazing 🥵. I missed out in certain seasonal activities. I grew up with notions of log cabins and wood stoves. 😁Here in Oregon we’ll ease into the cooler weather with rain.
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And yes, I’ll be ready for pumpkin pie..
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