This morning, I stepped outside to cool air and sunshine and leaves beginning to turn. The weekends are now football and friends and firepits. As sad as I am to see summer come to an end, fall is a new beginning. My favorite line this Friday was so easy. And besides, I love F. Scott Fitzgerald, but who doesn’t?
“Life starts all over again when it gets crisp in the fall.” THE GREAT GATSBY, F. Scott Fitzgerald.