Tomorrow is coming quickly and I have so much to do. I'm unprepared to say farewell. I am not sure how you even go about saying such a thing when you don't know how long it will be until you see someone or if you ever will. I will figure it out tomorrow.

It seems that fall is coming and that there is no holding it off. Weekend temperatures in the 90's again, but still, I can see the leaves drying up and the gardens coming to an end so I know the truth. I really am fond of this time of year. The colours are beautiful and of course it's also time for the small-town street carnivals to arrive. They are always fun. Even though there's never anything new at least it's always familiar.