The Last Cookout - Soapbox Rewind
From time to time, especially on holidays or days of special significance, we like to revisit some of Charlie's original soapboxes, which we call "Soapbox Rewinds." Here's one from just after Labor Day back in 2010. - TeamCDB
Soon the leaves will begin to turn. The days are getting shorter and the boys of summer are winding down to a few last, all-important games to see who makes the trip to the series this year.
We have four distinct seasons in Tennessee where I live, and now is the time of year when the grass is starting to fade from the brilliant green of late summer to the dull green of early fall.
The grasshoppers are big and slow, the horses will soon be putting on their winter coats and even the nocturnal critters who serenade us at night from the hollow next to the house seem to be a little less enthusiastic and a little more desperate, knowing that the first frost will soon put an end to their symphony for another year.
The fireflies are few and far between, and it seems that the bullfrogs at the big pond at the bottom of the hill have packed it in for the season.
There’s a freedom about summer when the days are long and lazy and you can get in a round of golf in the late afternoon, and if you’re outside in the evening, you can catch the night song of a whippoorwill or watch a buttery full moon come up over the treetops.
The fish are biting, the butterfly bushes are blooming, and summer thunderstorms flash across the sky bringing the sound of life-giving rain pouring down on our tin roof, one of my favorite sounds in the whole world.
Summer doesn’t die easy in this country, and the hot days last well into the last part of September, but the nights usually give up early and when the sun goes down, sitting on the porch is an evening delight.
Soon autumn will spread its patchwork quilt of color over the hardwood trees and the summer birds will fly south. The days will grow shorter and the grass will die and turn brown and the Twin Pines boys will start putting the big round bales of hay out in the pasture for the cows and horses to winter on.
And then one morning you wake up and the frost is on the pumpkin and you need to put on a jacket when you go outside.
It’s time to put some fire logs on the back porch, and I’m one of those people who loves a fire in the fireplace. Since we cut our own firewood on Twin Pines Ranch, I’ve got plenty of fuel, so I’m apt to lay a fire first thing in the morning and keep it going until bedtime that night.
I love all the seasons of the year and I look forward to the fall and winter, but I still get a little nostalgic after Labor Day knowing that the special kind of fun summer brings is over until next year when we’ll all be another year older, and hopefully another year wiser.
I hope you had a blessed summer, I know I did.
What do you think?
Pray for our troops, and for our country.
God Bless America
What do you think?
Pray for our troops, and for our country.
God Bless America
- Charlie Daniels
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