One Last Jump

Fall is coming. Leaves are already turning colors and crunching beneath our footsteps. Nights are chilly, days are shorter, apples are ripe, and pumpkins are abundant. We are filled with anticipation for next week's Autumn Equinox and the backyard camp-out we are planning with our neighbors to welcome the new season.

And yet, as much as we all love fall in New England, it is hard to say good-bye to summer. As the kids and I walked in the hot sunshine today, I took a mental snapshot of this beautiful, still-summer day to remember in the depths of Boston's winter.

Later, I took a few real snapshots of our farewell to summer, of our final moments to "jump-a-dock," as my two-year-old coins it, before the dock at the lake house is removed until next summer.

Next summer...

So much living and growing and changing to do before then.

So many reasons to savor this summer's one last jump.