The crickets seem to be working OT -- perhaps they chirp both day and night towards the middle-end of the summer?
Today is cool, so I am making chicken stock; it reminds me of the winter months, which led me to realize that fall is the only time of the year where I am not wishing it were another season. During summer, I wish it were fall or winter. During winter, I wish it were spring or summer. But during the autumn months, my, my, I'm thankful for every chilly-warm day I have. It is just lovely. Only a month to go!
And a month after that, I'll have a new baby...
Weird beyond belief.
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