I know the seasons are about the change when I log on and see the referrals from Pinterest. Old posts are making the rounds, and it makes me happy, even though this blog is mostly dormant and the plucky bookseller posts are a thing of the past. Life transforms but some threads remain, and thank goodness. It is September and we are in that season between seasons. Ewan turned 5. Posy shot this video of us at Arch Cape at the height of summer and I can already see how much he's grown. In a week or so, the sugar maples will start to turn and it will remind me of the last post, written at the height of my worry. What a difference a year makes. And a teacher. Tomorrow we might go pick some apples, even though the rain is supposed to return after a 60+ day dry spell. We'll put on rain boots and say goodbye to summer. It was a good one. Maybe the best.