Labor Daaaaaayy...celebrate.

I awoke this morning to the sound of tourists packing their bags. It's nearly pumpkin time. I bagged my first face sunburn yesterday, which I feel is appropriate. Summer is almost over and I always have trouble saying goodbye. I hang on to summer's leg like a child who desperately, desperately needs a powdered doughnut. A little face burn might help me let go. A few hundred deep scars I earned by scratching the devil out of mosquito bites might help me choose a better breakfast. One with fiber. Sweet, autumnal fiber.