Summer 2016 is history.   It flew by as summer always does. And although I don’t like its shorter days and falling temperatures, the start of fall has always been my “new” year.

My calendar is filling up with activities. Our learning in retirement classes begin next week and I’m excited about my courses (although perhaps in a little over my head). I’m excited about my coaching work and my writing projects.

Our son Jeremy has sent us his annual first-day-of-school family picture. As usual, they pose on their front porch, our grandsons with their backpacks.

“This looks like the last year that I’m the tallest in our family,” Jeremy writes.

Even for our children, time is flying by.