dave's just written an meloncholy entry on the end of summer and I for one am not ready to let it go. i mean, we've still got 9 whole days! I will fight to the last the 60 degree overcast days that make me have to wear sweaters in the office with slacking & do-nothingness. and maybe less being in the office. more playing outside. (blowing off work to do the) Billy Goat Trail anyone?
Seriously. 9 days is a little sad, but I plan to kick it out with a week in Brooklyn, even if it is for work.
And at least people don't look at me so crazily for knitting in the fall (as opposed to on the metro on sweltering days)