It might be one of the last; the golden crescent moon and the stars pasted across an ebony sky. The south wind pretends to claim summer as its source, yet we know that it’s a lie and soon it will turn on us.
Puppies grow up fast in September; they must because the winter blast will soon require tough demeanor and thick fur. A summer day in late September is a day to savor and remember; take a drive, roll the windows down as the sun sets, and gives thanks for each degree above frost. Young puppies and older travelers run, chase butterflies, worship the amber sun, and soak up the last sweet summer fun. Late summer puppies can turn all of us old dogs into cavorting young pups on a warm, golden day.