It’s not an easy thing to to do. It kind of creeps away from me a little at a time, hardly noticeable at all. I guess the first realization is the children starting school in September, then the fall clothing in the store windows.

Still I find myself ignoring all the signs. Evening has a new sound added to its summertime repertoire of crickets chirping, a locust “chucking” high in some distant tree, and a night bird calling and sometimes being answered.