last week of summer
but when something ends another thing begins. so it is the end of summer but it is also the beginning of autumn. i love hot weather, suntans, and swimming as much as the next california boy but i am a creature of fall, short days, long night, cool weather. i had my first slice of pumpkin pie tonight and, to quote a poem by james wright, i am in love.
nick goes back to school this week. he's had a great summer filled with adventures. we'll round out the sweating season this labor day weekend at the pool.
after this weekend the season will be, for me, early fall. a time of pumpkin patches, falling leaves, shorter days, and halloween thrills.
would it be weird for a man in his late 40s so in love with halloween? would it were! i think it would be more odd not to love and be in love with the world and for me halloween is part of the world i love so dearly.
finally i raise a glass to the memories of filmmaker wes craven and neurologist and writer oliver sacks. two large souls with distinct bodies of work who left this world a bit more livable and lovable for their being in it.