How will you spend the last gasp of summer? (September doesn’t count as summer, no matter what the autumnal equinox says). Me. I’m going to visit a deck I helped stain the boards for–now that it’s actually in deck form… then sneak away to spend face time with one of the writers in our little community. Actually, it’s going to be all about the knitting. My textile fetish will be in heaven hanging out in a yarn store and drinking coffee while we catch up. Happy Labor Day.