The weathermen tell us that today is the last day of “meteorological summer,” yet the prairie is alive with the golden hues of Rudbeckia and Goldenrod and the blazing violet of the Liatris. Towering thunderheads reach for space above the greenest landscape of the season. Crops still have a long way to go to maturity and we hope that actual summer still has some steam left in it.
I suppose that logically we are now entering “meteorological fall.” We still have a lot of vegetables we’d like to harvest such as tomatoes, sweetcorn, and of course sweet potatoes. Yet, the weather watchers are already talking about winter. It has been pointed out that the Old Farmer’s Almanac is predicting a cold winter. Who would have ever guessed that in Minnesota?