August

 

How did it get to be the END of August already?  I remember when I was a child thinking that when August came (though the weather was beautiful) summer was over,  I dreaded going back to school.  When I was teaching,  I felt the same way.  I wanted my summer break to last and last and last. I still have a kind of dread now in August, realizing that summer is winding down, that autumn is on the horizon, and winter will follow not far behind. And, to be honest, I always wonder how many more summers I will yet see.

This week I would like to write something about August.  What is happening in your life THIS August?  What are your feelings about August in general? What memories does "August" elicit?  When you were young, did you ever have a 'summer love'? Any special August event or happening stand out? What is August like where you live? Farmers' markets?  Activities?  Weather?

I shared the video of the Taylor Swift song "August" above.  I quite like this song, don't you? Here are the lyrics.  I have underlined a few lines that you might use as inspiration for writing if you are stymied :

Lyrics

Salt air, and the rust on your door
I never needed anything more
Whispers of "Are you sure?"
"Never have I ever before"

But I can see us lost in the memory
August slipped away into a moment in time
'Cause it was never mine
And I can see us twisted in bedsheets
August sipped away like a bottle of wine
'Cause you were never mine

Your back beneath the sun
Wishin' I could write my name on it
Will you call when you're back at school?
I remember thinkin' I had you

But I can see us lost in the memory
August slipped away into a moment in time
'Cause it was never mine
And I can see us twisted in bedsheets
August sipped away like a bottle of wine
'Cause you were never mine

Back when we were still changin' for the better
Wanting was enough
For me, it was enough
To live for the hope of it all
Cancel plans just in case you'd call
And say, "Meet me behind the mall"
So much for summer love and saying "us"
'Cause you weren't mine to lose
You weren't mine to lose, no

But I can see us lost in the memory
August slipped away into a moment in time
'Cause it was never mine
And I can see us twisted in bedsheets
August sipped away like a bottle of wine
'Cause you were never mine
'Cause you were never mine, never mine

But do you remember?
Remember when I pulled up and said, "Get in the car"
And then canceled my plans just in case you'd call?
Back when I was livin' for the hope of it all, for the hope of it all
"Meet me behind the mall"

Remember when I pulled up and said, "Get in the car"
And then canceled my plans just in case you'd call?
Back when I was livin' for the hope of it all (for the hope of it all)

For the hope of it all
For the hope of it all
(For the hope of it all)
(For the hope of it all)

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