Two weeks ago today I was at the NYS Fair. It was warm, sunny, and always fun. In those two weeks, I'm now wearing my jackets in the morning (but I might not need it by noon). It's not a gentle decline, no slow drop in average temperature. No, it's more like swinging open the freezer door and getting a cold blast in the face.
I'm not complaining. I actually like autumn. It's the dry shoulder season. Sure I like spring, but it's also wet and muddy, and who likes that?
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