|Waxing gibbous moon over Edgartown Harbor|
Every evening that I manage to get out and about right now is totally cherished. As I walk, taking in the cooled-down air, the gentle, diffused light; families wandering about, sunburned and showered; boats and birds heading homeward, I am completely aware that we are counting down the days. I've never seen such a lightning-fast summer in my life. I have loved this one, especially, and pity the people who pray for Labor Day. Oh, to have just one more month (not that September is so terrible). I guess that's why some people go to Florida, seeking the endless summer. I don't necessarily need it to be endless, just a little longer, please. Or, maybe next year, start appreciating and enjoying it earlier.