A sadness is upon me this lovely fall day. What, did I say, fall! That is the problem. Fall is here, it is upon us and I am in mourning. I am mourning the end of summer, or what little summer we've had. Fall is quite lovely but I do so love the summer and our summer was almost non-existent this year. Not enough of the hammock dwelling that I so enjoy. Oh well, on to warmer clothes, hot tea or cocoa, soups and fires in the fire pit. Bring it on.