The first week of September has come to an end. It's hard to believe that the summer has passed. Everything is so fast. For me, time flies too fast now. Maybe it's because the situation changes almost every day. It's always hard to live in times of great change. No wonder it was one of the ancient curses. No stability, no confidence in what will happen tomorrow.
The last flowers are blooming in my garden. It's time to start autumn cleaning. I always tell myself that the better the autumn cleaning is, the fewer problems I will have in the spring. It has its own logic. Autumn doesn't rush us. You can do everything calmly and measuredly. Spring is a completely different matter. The rapid revival of life will not give time to think. We'll have to act quickly.
Besides, we have the right weather now. The autumn rains have not started yet and the garden is dry. You can work quietly. I've already come to terms with the fact that I didn't have time to do much of what I planned for the summer. But I came to the conclusion - nothing to plan for the summer. Global warming played a cruel joke with us and now all you can do in the summer is sit in the house, escaping from the terrible heat.