There is a time between summer and fall when the color of everything fades. The grass is dry and pale, even the sky seems to be nearly white on a clear day. Soon Autumn will burst onto the scene with crisp clear air, deep azure skies, and brilliantly colored leaves. Pumpkins and hay bales and the smell of winter will be in the air soon. This time of year is a transition from hot days and sprinklers to sweaters and frosty breath in the air. FLowers and memories seem to fade together, slowly but always leaving a remnant as a reminder.