I am missing summer. It happened so fast, how it ended. One minute we were outside, sunscreen-sprayed and sweating, running in the grass. Now the kids are at school and the days are chilly, laced with the turning-leaves, tree-smell of fall. And we are hurrying in the car from one spot to the next, this school and that, ballet and gymnastics, after-school art class. We are rushing through the wet, rainy days in gumboots and raincoats and I'm cold. Really cold. I'm giving the furnace a work out. I think the kids are finally old enough that we can have a fire in the living room. It's almost the season for crackling wood sparking in the fireplace and the smoky smell of winter and already I can't wait for summer to come around again.