Summer has come and gone.
There weren't many of the beachy days I had dreamed of the long winter through.
Already the air has a bite.
Crimson has begun to creep into the maple trees.
I had another birthday this fall. Forty two. 42. Hmmm, I guess my summer has come and gone, too. Maybe I am in the autumn of life. That's weird. I feel 25 sometimes, and 80. I definitely feel 80 a lot. This year has taken a toll. It's been a toughy, as Grace would say. Not conducive to blogging, as you may have noticed.
But in an effort to capture and celebrate all that is good I am willing to give it another shot. So here is a little review of the past few months (in pictures). And then we shall see.....
Farewell summer! You are fickle and fleeting, but oh how we love you!