Labor Day weekend came too quickly this year. We've typically enjoyed the better part of 4 months of "summer" by that point and several sunny weekends with long weeks of sunshine in between, but not this season. It seems like we only had one real weekend that we weren't looking at the hourly forecast. And these last two weeks have been killing me -- beautiful during the week and wet on the weekend. The brevity of this summer sank in when we finished our ski shopping on the way to the boat the other day. There's just something odd about having new ski boots sitting next to the cooler and boat bag.
For us, we still need to get to JB Scoops. The girls need one or two more trips to Kellerhaus with a pocket full of quarters for the piano. And I just want one more calm day on the water, abundant sunshine, and perhaps some fall color on the trees on a warm Sunday afternoon. One more day with only one or two boats around and absolutely no reason to want to pull up anchor. With six or seven more weekends to go, I remain hopeful...