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The golden glow and deeper shadows of the changing seasons are both delightful and a bit painful. I hate to say it, but summer is winding down. The lush borders of July and August are slowly devolving into the sad state of autumn decay.

Am I the only one who thought spring would never get here? What a winter it’s been. I lost count of the number of days I saw snowfall and there weren’t nearly enough of those warm intermissions that tide us over until the next storm.