The sights and sounds of September measure the Island year better than any calendar. Look to the longer evening shadows under a sinking sun, to the bow of sunflowers and to the song of crickets and cicada. September sails ride gentle breezes on a sea of shifting color, waters flecked with gold glitter by day and moon silver by night. The clear September light stretches our view to the horizon, to points beyond the boundary lines of other seasons.