One of the three local restaurants closed up last night, Monday 8th September. Today, the sun rose again. A hot, still morning, again. In the village, a cat slinks from shadow to shadow. A young German couple stop by the gold-filled church, enter the café where a radio plays 1980’s pop songs. For an age, no one says a word. Summer is done. The wait for the next season stretches out, a long stifled yawn.