Haibun: Summer Slows

This is the time of year summer slows down. It gets a bit lazy, or it used to. In the mountains of Upstate New York, this was the last full week of summer vacation. The county fairs were all wrapped up and all we could do is talk about the start of school.

I remember only being able to think of school and what it might be like. Who I might have a crush on, maybe they could have a crush on me? How would I get to the Hancock Football games? Maybe because I was so focused on that that summer seemed to come to a halt and end like the uncle that you ask where they went only to find out they left 20 minutes ago.

Salt River lapping

could lead to napping with soft

summers end clapping