For me, September has always marked the start of a new year much more so than January. Vacation season is over for most, kids are heading back to classes, the weather begins to change, the politicians start with their nasty campaign ads hoping to go back for another go at screwing everything up and so on and so on. For us here, it signals the end of another long, hot, summer growing season and we get to relax a bit so I’m heading for the Outer Banks. I usually have been able to get a way for a few days to the coast during the summer but not this year. I’m overdue. Many acquaintances to renew. I’m taking the cameras and if the weather offers up a little cooperation, I’ll get some shooting in. It’s pretty stormy here in Eastern NC and it appears the nastiness will carry over into next week. If so, I’m prepared. I’ll nurse the single malt and finish up the two books that have gotten tired sitting on my nightstand. I’m nearing the age, what ever that is, where the thought of just declaring myself old and staying home till the long snooze kicks in flashes in my mind sort of like a lightning bug blinking in the summer evening. Then finally, fall arrives, I head to Duck and the recharge begins. There’s internet where I go but I purposely don’t hook up. No distractions. Just a good, complete recharge. See you late next week maybe with some decent shots. In the meantime, Happy New Year.