Between

It’s somewhere between autumn and Indian Summer here. Soon, I’ll stop wearing nice shorts to work and switch to jeans and golf pants. The light jacket is next.

As always, by Halloween I will miss the passing of summer. It’s a mental shift, but a good one. I’m thinking about quarter-zips, chili and soups, and stacking the print books and magazines to curl up with in the evenings.

I need a wind-down drink that isn’t alcoholic. I wonder if we have any Chamomile tea in the house?