Every year around this time I find myself wondering how Summer has slipped away so swiftly. As much as I love Fall and its tee shirt weather (yep!) days and cool cozy sweater nights, when the chill starts to creep in, I get a little wistful and can't help but think "Wait! I'm not ready for Winter!". This year's Summer's end was especially poignant. Our son George turned 1 and his babyhood is tiptoeing away along with the sunny evenings and fireflies. The light has been so beautiful, a last hurrah before it leaves us for the rest of the year.