The kiddos were up very late tonight, howling at the full moon and happy to be causing a disturbance in general at such a late hour. We were shooting a night scene for Calvin and Ezra's pirate movie which, for them, is a very good excuse to play with dangerous tools from the shed. Calvin had a machete and Ezra a hooked garden implement with a scary looking point on the end. They were more than a little agitated when the clouds rolled in, foiling the moonlight and drizzling rain on my digital apparatii. The disappointment was short lived however, as we packed up and ran giggling back to the house trying to follow the erratic rhythm of the flashlight as held by Ez. Inside, the fans were attempting to blow away what will most assuredly be the last of the really warm days of the year. Amanda and Adelaide joined us for a round of "Animal Lotto" in which Ada, still feeling the lunar pull, provided the comic relief by claiming every animal as her own and dancing around the table to distribute her bounty onto the proper lotto card. I sat back and took in all that I have and, being a bit of a sentimental type, felt a sincere sadness at the passing of this summer. I thought that if I could freeze time into one season, of my choosing, it would be this summer. With my life where it is right now. With my kids running all day on the beach and swinging in the back yard until dark. Stopping only to eat and talk for a while. But...I'll roll with the time and welcome in a new season. In these parts, people are not impartial about fall. Some love it. Some do not. For me, it is religion. To relish the long walk into a cold, dark winter. To meet it with my family in warmth and love. To have faith that it will all come around again and that it is how it should be. How it's always been.