SUMMERS END............ The work of summer's garden done, the geese fly south, the leaves are gone........ The morning air is crisp and clear with traces of sea salt; while the afternoon light streams gloriously golden and evening brings the smell of woodsmoke waifting through the air. The grapes have been harvested for this year's vintage and the apples and pumpkins are ripe for the picking. Inside, the soup pot is on the back of the stove and the warmth of the hearth welcomes us home at night............ Thanksgiving is on the way...........a time to pause and give thanks for all we have recieved and all we look forward to. May the simple pleasures of hearth, home and family give us hope for our future...... and for our next generation: to leave a legacy of love and respect for ourselves, our families, our communities and our country.