Monday, August 17, 2009

The middle of August

Last night, when I left work at 8, the sun had already dropped below the mountain behind me; golden light touched only the tops of the mountains across the knoll. Summer is almost over... I'm not ready for it to end. I'm not ready.

3 comments:

Michelle C. Moode said...

If it be now, ’tis not to come; if it be not to come, it will be now; if it be not now, yet it will come: the readiness is all. Hamlet v.ii

Wes Stitt said...

That's funny; I just started reading Hamlet the other day. Haven't gotten to that part yet.

Michelle C. Moode said...

Hamlet, huh? Good choice. Is that because of the multiple references to Hamlet in Dracula? I am at chapter 13, and I can think of three.