Ending August

This is a quick post before I go to bed. August is soon going to end. With it, summer, at least to me, as I consider August to be the last summer month. I know it is not quite true, but it is a transitory month.Autumn is already looming anyway, and I saw signs of it today again: some leafs are falling already, some others are changing colours and I see mature fruits in the trees ready to be picked. In the train station I take from work, there were ripe plums from a tree falling on the pavement at the entrance. Wild harvest.