There is a moment, usually in September, when summer quietly lets go. Nothing announces it. There is no great curtain falling, no sudden cold. It is simply there one morning: the light arriving a little later, softer at the edges, the windows misted slightly from the night. The garden looks different too. The greens have lost some of their brightness. A few leaves have begun to loosen themselves from the trees. You notice it in the small things. The first jumper pulled from t