The Last Summer Weekend

Nobody on the road, nobody on the beach,

I feel it in the air - the summer's out of reach.

Empty lake, empty streets, the sun goes down alone.

I'm drivin' by your house though I know you're not home.

But I can see you, your brown skin shinin' in the sun.

You got your hair combed back and your sunglasses on, baby.

And I can tell you my love, for you will still be strong

After the boys of summer have gone.

- Don Henley

The autumnal equinox falls on September 22, 2008, meaning this will be our last weekend of summer, folks. And sure enough, my silver maple tree's leaves are falling. Time to wave summer goodbye.