September comes along and it’s still in the ninety’s outside and I am always surprised. But somehow, for some reason when September 1st rolls around, I start thinking of leaves burning, fireplaces warming the home, cider simmering on the stove, crisp cool mornings. . . You get the picture, but of all the places I’ve lived it remains warm well into October. In fact, a lot of times there’s not really a cold snap until sometime in November. You would think after all these years I would be accustomed to it, but I’m not.
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Christmas in July!