August's page features a deer skull, accompanied by the birth flower of August, gladiolus, and a wild rose. Dewdrops hang from the tattered edge of a spiderweb that seems suspended from the crescent moon. Waxing or waning? Both? August is a tipping point between seasons; the point at which summer wanes and, maybe, we may finally start to see the first signs of waxing autumn, perhaps in the first few leaves that drop like golden pages of summer stories held aloft on the breeze.