late August blahs

Anybody else feel this way? This is probably my second-least favorite time of the year (nothing is worse than late February/beginning of March when winter has deteriorated into being a cruel joke), when I'm just OVER summer and ready for some cooler weather and just a change in seasons. Just yesterday I was longing for a fire in my fireplace. Late September can't come quick enough now. I want to smell cinnamon-cidery-pumpkin smells, I want to put on a long-sleeve shirt with a vest-jacket, I want to see the leaves turning colors and that special way the sunshine angles in the fall through the treetops (you know what I'm talking about?). I can't wait til my little nephew is here and we can bundle him up and take the kids to an autumn festival (Rockford, Michigan has the best fall-fest in the world...sadly, I can't drag my sister and her wee ones that far, but Sar and I used to go when we both lived in Michigan, pre-babies! Remember those days, Sar???). Last year, Suzy and Mariah and I had a great time taking some of the junior-high girls to the orchard and then through a corn maze. We made homemade apple pies and then had a weenie roast that night. Ahhh.......autumn. Please come soon!