It’s late September and Western NY is still having Summer weather. Now, I know I shouldn’t be complaining because in April I’m going to be begging for the snow to melt and it wont for another month. I just want to whip out all my boots, flannels, and sweaters. Is that so much to ask? I don’t think so. In the mean time, I have my fall sketches to look at and vicariously live through them.