The Lower Valley is three days away from the last month of summer.
That's right, the last month of the summer of 2009. Where has the time gone? Already the days are getting shorter, the nights longer.
A little sadness always creeps in me during this time of the year. Summer is my favorite season and it's always sad to see it go. But living here in the Lower Valley provides its own patronus charm against the end of summertime blues.
It's called the harvest.
Sure, summer is ending but with that comes the sights and smells of harvest season. Who can resist the smell of hops being harvested?
Those flavorful buds do wreak havoc on my allergies but wow, they smell good. Lately, I have seen an increase in activity at local hop fields as I pass by them on my way to work. Farmers should begin to harvest their fields any day now.
Mint is also a pleasant crop that's grown in our little valley. Who can resist the smell of a freshly cut field of mint? It's like being in a piece of Spearmint gum.
Another favorite smell during these times is that of ripening grapes on the vine. Not just any grapes, but big, fat Concord grapes. Sometimes I wish I lived in a house surrounded by vineyards because the smells are so good.
Although fresh fruit has been available in the valley for a couple of months now it seems that the middle to the end of August usually brings in the 'meat' of the harvest.
It's this time when you see the fruits like pears, peaches, nectarines and apples being picked. And I like all of them.
So yes, it's a little sad that summer is ending. Soon the students will have to begin waking up early again for school. And though that's a bummer for most, the sights, smells and sounds of harvest season help to make the pain hurt a little less.