Home for the Holiday

Last weekend we went to Parrsboro to visit the folks. This is a picture of Cape Split from the other side of the bay. It was my mother's birthday; she still continues to amaze by being two years younger than her youngest daughter. I'm not saying that the province declared a holiday on Monday in her honour, but it is called Natal Day so you figure it out.
The weekend ending July and beginning August created sobering thoughts. It is now or never for all those tasks that we said we would do this summer. Even though summer officially ends on the Autumnal equinox, everyone really knows it ends on Labour Day. EEEK! Only 4 more weeks.
Even the weather has changed to remind us that it will not always be warm. And this morning at 6am it was actually still dark because the rain clouds were blocking out my sun.
Shorter days, cooler temperatures, time to start cramming.
The must do's are wood, water, clay and tar. That is to say: order wood for winter, install water to the house, make pots for fall sales and shingle the roof of the garage.
The wanna do's are visit friends and see some theatre before it is all gone.
The would be good to do's are finish clapboarding the house and finally plant the vineyard.
Why am I still writing?