It's a cool morning out there. Though autumn doesn't officially begin
for another few days, it's fall as far as I'm concerned. Leaves are
turning, in some cases falling, and the quality of light has begun to
change, darkening the shadows and sharpening the edges. Fall is my
favorite time of year, though it always makes me restless. This morning I
have the windows open and Bruce the cat is standing on the windowsill surveying
his domain. Farewell Summer.