sunday files

There's something about Labor Day that makes me a little melancholy.  It's the official end to summer and the beginning of earlier sunsets.  The beaches close and the swimsuits go into the closet.  However, I love fall.  I love the changing seasons of New England accompanied by bonfires, baking and keeping close against the chill.  What makes me sad about the end of summer is the closing of a chapter.  This is also my last chapter before becoming a mother.  I will remember it as being surrounded by good friends, great food and every day looking into the mirror with anticipation.