Taking the hint

One of the dogwoods along the drive has an early-turning branch -- almost like a shock of gray in an otherwise dark coif.

And as if the nip in the air weren't enough, along with the "last day of" notation on the calendar, we're packing up to make the trek south. I'll be out of touch for the next few days, but rest assured: We're getting back to Key West . . . just in time for Bike Week.

There are no unmixed blessings.