I was talking to a friend today, lamenting the fact that it was pouring out. The first real rain of the fall. He said it's the official end of summer and after a moment of thought, I realized that it was actually ok with me that it was raining. It's a bit of a relief to not feel compelled to be in the garden or outside at the moment. I'm sure I'll be feeling differently by mid-November but for now it's nice to have a little relief from the pressure of sunshine.