It’s that time of year when it’s cool in the morning and warm during the day. I’d dress in layers but I run cold so I end up keeping my layers on 😉 The impending change of seasons reminded me of a poem in my second book, Event Horizon, called “Summer’s End.” It seemed apropos to post. And if readers want to vote for summer or fall in the comments (and why you like one or the other), I’d love to hear it. I lean summer myself, mostly because it’s warm. But fall and Hallowe’en is a close second 🎃
Summer’s End It’s supposed to hit 82 today. But this morning I am wearing pants and a jacket. I feel a chill as summer tells me, in hushed tones, it doesn’t have long.