I had to get to work early. As I left the house I looked up at the trees. We’ve still got full leaf coverage but they were rustling. A cool breeze was blowing. Rustling leaves is a fall thing, isn’t it? It sounded like fall!
I’ve kidded about it on-the-air, but I’ve got to face into the fact autumn is nearly here-next Monday. And after autumn comes winter. I am master of the obvious.
My wife probably just read the last two sentences and began to weep. I know how my family works.
If fall was the end… if it was the chilliest we got… I’d embrace it. It’s not. I dread winter.