The light in my apartment has shifted, casting shadows that weren't there a few short weeks ago.
The market is changing with the shift in seasons.
Fresh picked apples,
and gourds have replaced the fresh blueberries, peaches, and corn on the cob that were there last month.
Yes, the calendar and the markets say it is Autumn, but then I look at the weather on my phone and see this.
Ninety degrees today and tomorrow.
But wait I think I see hope for fall in the near future. Hurry up Autumn. Summer is clinging with all of its might, but I know you can do it.
Days in the seventies sounds perfect. I can't wait.
Has Autumn really arrived where you are, or are you like me still waiting?