Today I saw branches full of red and yellow leaves. Summer is quickly coming to an end. Though August days may still be hot, the nights are cool and crisp and make me long for bulky knits and boots. Even though I know that all too soon the city will be blanketed with snow and I'll be aching to shed my layers, and cursing my tights (and my apparent inability to wear them without tearing them). So this year instead of anxiously awaiting fall I'm going to milk summer for all that its worth! I may even spend the rest of the month in nothing but string bikinis, sandals and my shortest of shorts because I am all too painfully aware that winter is creeping up and it will be months before I get to wear them again.