I sat on my stoop last night in a light jacket. I drank coffee this morning in a light sweater. It's beautiful. The sky is a crisp bright blue, the air moves with a swirl of leaves, and the birds are mobbing the bird-feeders.
Reality intrudes with talk on the radio "The State Fair opens in Nine Days, what are your favorite attractions?" Wait, that's not possible. I look around and sniff the air. It's got the feel of Fall already, about 2 weeks after the Fair has come and gone. It makes me wonder what the winter will be like.