This summer, like many before it, seems to have slipped away. This isn't such a bad thing. Without question, fall is my favorite season. I find it hard to find any fault will fall. Even the raw, cold, rainy days. Yet strangely, I'm missing this summer already. These past twelve weeks have been uncomfortable at best. Plans to visit friends and family unfairly disrupted by the uncertain economics. But life is good - and the water is still warm. Well warmish.
Leona all better