Summer days driftin' away

Every year it seems to roll past just a bit faster. Temps are now in the upper 50s and low 60s in the morning. It's starting to get dark a bit earlier and I have the strange urge to purchase crayons. Summer is on the wane.

This year is a bit different for Chris - for the first time in seventeen years, he is not returning to a classroom in September. And for the first time in seven years, he is not reporting to band camp - although I suspect that he'll stop by for a peek every now and then.

The bad news is that the woodshed remains virtually empty. So many trees, so little time. So little time...