So here we are, wow. Maybe its the cool August wind, the dew resting upon the lamp post or the crisp apples ripening in orchards across the land. Whatever it is, one truly can't deny a feeling is in the air. A feeling of what though? Hope? Sure. Freedom? Of course. Love? Yes. Fun? Yea. Happiness? Sure. Glee? OK. Refinement? Ummm, yea I guess. Jolliness? OK. Peace? Correct. Love? Again, yes. Good Times? Sure. But more importantly its a feeling of hope. Hope that fall will once again come round, lift us upon it's brisk and spicy wind and welcome us back home. Embrace the feeling and bask in it's soft and warm bosom.