In the apartment that's to be expected, as both Shazia and Shasta go to bed earlier than I do -- and probably even earlier today since their visiting hubbies/boyfriends left earlier this evening. But it is also really quiet out on the street. I have my window open and there is hardly even an occasional car passing. I guess that's how you know it's not summer anymore. Everyone's inside preparing for Monday morning school/work.

Guess I should be, too. 'Night!