The weather has turned cooler here in Maine this week, and a maple tree in our yard is flaunting orangey-red leaves. Fall is in the air.
We are packing up to begin the journey back home. It's always a bit sad for me, the end of our summer life. I will miss the unstructured days, the relaxed visits with friends, the boat. I love "messing about in boats," as Rat says in The Wind in the Willows.
But there are things waiting for us at home, some new adventures in the wings. A new year of learning. And that newness, the fresh sense of discovery and rediscovery of things and people we love, brightens my outlook. There's always something new waiting to be sampled and enjoyed.
And I have in the fridge the makings for one last pitcher of Skip and Go Nakeds. That's something!