“O sweet September, thy first breezes bring
The dry leaf’s rustle and the squirrel’s laughter,
The cool fresh air whence health and vigor spring
And promise of exceeding joy hereafter.”
—George Arnold
 
Thinking of “cool fresh air” ushering its way into our days almost makes me giddy. 
How about you? Are you sad to see summer go or energized by what lies ahead?