The hay is baled up and waiting to be moved out of the fields.
he hot sun is starting to turn the leaves on the trees a little bit lighter.
The cattails are bending and swaying in the warm breeze.
The water in the stock damns is getting low and covered in moss.
The tomatoes are ripe.
The school busses are kicking up dust on the back roads.
The days are getting shorter.
Summer’s almost over.