“I love borders. August is the border between summer and autumn; it is the most beautiful month I know.”
— Tove Jansson
August that month when it’s not quite fall but summer is getting tired. The annuals are starting to fade and the fall flowers are coming into their glory. The days grow shorter and even if it is 30 degrees in the daytime its seems the nights cool down quickly and come upon you faster. The night lights come on earlier and the solar lights are all that we see in the garden.
“Every year, the bright Scandinavian summer nights fade away without anyone’s noticing. One evening in August you have an errand outdoors, and all of a sudden it’s pitch-black. It is still summer, but the summer is no longer alive.”
— Tove Jansson
Amazed With Mystery 