Summer is over. Summer programs at work are finished, field camp has been taken down, the fireweed has bloomed to the top of the stalk. Two of my friends moved away last week as their seasonal jobs here are done. In an isolated place like this where you depend on each other a lot, one person leaving makes a big difference. It feels much lonelier now.
After a summer of living and working in close quarters, I have to re-acclimate myself to a quieter, more solitary life. Fall will be a busy season too with many good things. But Fall has not yet come with its delicious winds, and right now the season is dank and cloudy and lonely. Right now, in solitary moments, I feel keenly the absence of another beating heart nearby.