Fallen

I know that Autumn is still a few weeks away on the calendar, but it seems to have hit early this year on the weather front. Not that it has been Autumn-like chilly exactly. In fact it's been quite pleasant. A little too pleasant for the last week of August and the first fiew days of September. Usually we are sweating through heat and humidity and Autumn is the furthest thing from our minds.

But this year, the weather and the calendar conspired together to remind us that Summer is quasi-officially over. And my heart and my mind are both torn over it. I do love me some Summer, especially with weather like we've been having for the past 2 weeks. But I might love me some Autumn even more. Especially late September into early November. Once you need a jacket everyday, I'm done with it. But a light sweater or sweatshirt and I'm fine. Even better are the nights when you can prance, yes prance, around New York City still wearing shorts, sandals and a sweatshirt to keep out the evening's chill. 

We've got a lot going on over the next few weeks, but I'm hoping we find some time to make it into the city to enjoy New York in it's finest season.

Now listen to some Billie Holliday, fer crissakes.