The leaves are beginning to change in the North and I am coping with the loss of the sweet summertime. And was it sweet this year. I spent a lot of my time outside with my kiddos at preschool or at the beach with friends and family. Don’t get me wrong, I LOVE FALL. all. things. FALL. But, the loss of summer means no more hazy days and long, bright nights. It means big, scary winter is coming.  So, here is a little ode to the end of summer. See you next year.