Last week, as I stepped out into the warm air after teaching a regular client, I remarked, "It's like a summer's day." To which my client, somewhat less prone to banal chat than me, replied, "Well, it is still August." It almost came as a shock to me, so long has this summer seemed, that it is, in fact, still summer. In my defence, nature seems to have lost track a bit as well. The blackberries were all ripe a month ago and brown leaves are already crunching underfoot. I know