the unofficial end of summer..

 ...and we are (as always) at the cottage. It's been a perfect weekend - both weather wise and socially. Surrounded by friends and family in just the right doses, it's a fine way to end our "summer". I know summer doesn't end until later in September, but school starts tomorrow, and life starts getting busier, and our trips to the cottage become fewer and far between. Next weekend of course, I'm going to be in Kitchener at the K-W Knitters Fair, then we might be able to sneak in another weekend, because by the 22nd of September, my son starts basketball every Saturday, so that pretty much keeps us home until Thanksgiving.
There are so many memories of this past summer and this weekend, but I often did not have my camera handy, so most of the memories are ingrained in my brain.
One event that did make it to the camera was our neighbour's dog and his new favourite pastime - Frog Hunting. (You may want to enlarge this to get a look at his mouth...)

Rudy would chase them down, and gently carry them to the beach to play with them. Most of the time, the frogs got away. (Rudy is very cute, but he's dumb as soup). We lost one or two frogs to some exuberant play, but for the most part, they lived to hop another day. We're tempted to find him a bullfrog, just to see his reaction...

Tomorrow my son enters grade eight, my workload changes as more of us start spending more time in the office, now that summer is ending, and my husband's business starts getting busier as well. It's all good, but it's change. I know change is good, but there are somethings I'd like to see stay the same...