A few colorful leaves have dropped in very conspicious places. I suppose they want me to take notice that August is wrapping up ever so quickly. A long sleeved shirt is the clothing of choice early in the morning once again, and all the tank tops have departed for their winter's hibernation at the bottom of the pile. The daffodil bulbs are guaranteed for delivery in time for late September planting. Western New York is abuzz with seasonal changes, and right now I should go for a long walk to collect other examples to reaffirm my faith in fall.