A few days late, but hello. I love the end of seasons, which can conversely be seen as almost the start of a new one. The air changes, turns electric--almost imperceptible unless you stand outside and close your eyes and take in a deep breath. This shift in the air tells you that there will soon be a change in weather. And soon too the leaves will fall, a crispness will be felt in the air, and the days will shorten to a golden-orange glow. But first there's August, and its last magical days of summer.
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