Enter Stage Left: Fall

The last Grasshoppers game of the season has been played and the fireworks display has faded. Something about baseball and fireworks embodies summer (as shown by The Sandlot —see 2:10),  even though I didn’t play baseball past the 1st grade. I think since I’m not in school I’m turning to other indicators of the changing season.

The cool air this weekend that reminded me of San Francisco or Cape Cod at night. The absence of blueberries at Deep Roots Market and the sweatshirts we wore sitting on my roof last night while watching passing cars. The tiniest hint of changing color in the leaves, and the anxious anticipation of apple picking.

And though summer is pressing through in the forecast for this week, it appears that autumn is arriving.


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