Autumn is coming. Yes, it's still 100 degrees. Yes, the fresh, tiny sprouts popping up out in the garden still wilt daily with the intense late-summer sun. It still feels like summer... but something primitive deep within me can feel things changing all around.
With every "cold" front that slips down our way, with every breeze not quite as suffocatingly humid, and with every blessed rainy day, I can sense summer's grip loosening just a bit. It won't be long now.
I think we're ready to say good-bye to summer, albeit poolside... for now.