After a brutally hot summer where here in the Midwest we reached the one hundred degree mark as recently as this past weekend, I’m excited to see Labor Day on the calendar. I’m ready for cooler weather; baseball to give way to college football, soccer, and later basketball; the smell of bonfires and cinnamon coffee; Halloween; kettle corn; old jeans and tattered sweatshirts; the rich, comforting tones of autumn leaves; hayrides and pumpkin patches; s‘mores and caramel apples; familiar blankets; brown ales; and the anticipation of snow, bigger holidays, and a new year. I’m ready for it all.
Symbolically, Labor Day represents the end of summer. I prefer to think of it as the beginning of fall.