Summer Goodbye

"Summer good bye

summer good bye

you may no longer stay

autumn is on its way

summer good bye"

Change is in the air. Even though we are not paying attention, time is passing, and I am told king winter has started his long journey down from the north pole. It starts with a few brown leaves being blown by the Merry Little Breezes. Then the September rains fall

We play in the rain as much as we can.

Fallen leaves become boats to float in the puddle...Umbrellas become toadstools to hide under...

And we start lighting candles to brighten the evenings the sun after the sun has gone to bed. Which naturally leads to smores...the overlapping of summer into fall.