Last gasp

Today starts the last week of the summer. Whew!

This has been a long, short, crazy, invigorating, exhilarating, exhausting, wonderful summer. We've had one or more grandchildren in the house since the middle of June. It's been great. But I'm ready for fall.

This is what I love about the seasons. There is a start and an end to each one. We have the first snow and we're excited about it. Three months later we're tired of it. The first time we eat out in the summer its so much fun. Now I'm ready to start eating at my table inside again. For someone like me, who's basically a restless person liking change in my life, its the perfect antidote to boredom. Much better than moving every few years or having multiple partners. So much simpler.

Next week I'm going to enjoy September for all its worth. I'm going to turn over the page of my calendar and think about decorating my back deck with chrysanthemums. And I'm even going to wonder when the first snow will fall...