Though technically Summer isn't over for a few more days... yeah... whatever. It's saying it's farewell to the Northwoods right now. It's supposed to warm up a bit this week... but last week old Jack Frost started to rear his ugly head. It was pretty much in the 40's and 50's all week, which if it were the dead of winter here (it gets well below -0 F) and it were 40 or 50, we'd say "It's so warm!" but no, it's not the dead of winter. It's the end of summer, it's been in the 80's pretty much all summer, give or take a few degrees, and if you're used to high temperatures of 86 F daily... a high temperature of 40 F feels pretty darn chilly. I hate it. I swear, I saw flurries the other day...

IT'S SEPTEMBER, IT ISN'T SUPPOSED TO SNOW YET!!!

I hate snow. We don't have much of a fall here. In the normal part of the country where I grew up, we had fall... as a matter of fact, it was a nice, normal, enjoyable fall. Crisp, cool air with the ocassional warm day... you didn't have to wear snow boots and a down jacket to go trick-or-treating, a sweater or turtleneck would suffice usually... but here, It goes from summer to about a week of fall when the leaves change and everything dies, and then boom... snow and cold. I'm telling you, what I wouldn't give for a nice winter home down in the tropics right now...

Anywho, dear Summer, greatest season of the year, we bid you farewell... farewell to swimming at the beach, farewell to dragonflies soaring across the lawn, farewell to barbeques and bugzappers. Goodbye sun tanning. Hello tanning bed.