There is a nip in the air which can only mean that Autumn is "a comin in" - which is supported by the appearance of pumpkins and ginger snaps on the shelves. One of the joys of apartment living is no longer having to rake the leaves. We needed a blanket last night in our latitude even though the Equinox is not until this Sunday. But let September go - I have always been saddened when I hear old Walter Huston sing "the days grow short when you reach September" in his tired voice. So let's toast the coming season:
-"Here's to our first parents - Adam and Eve - who wore fig leaves - that's all -
-And here's to my favorite season - Autumn - when the leaves begin to fall."
(Egad - how did that get past the censors?"
tjs
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