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It is one of my favorite times of year, the brief spell between Summer and Fall, just before we set our clocks back loaning an hour to Spring.  Seasons mingle as I cling to summer comforts and fall favorites; cool mornings with warm coffee and sunny afternoons with stolen moments on the school yard swing set.

The weather turned cooler yesterday and I felt the first stirrings of anticipation for apple cider and the crunch of leaves beneath my feet. We opened the windows in our home to collect the crisp, cool air.  Outdoors we soaked up the sunshine, tossing our coats aside and playing with new friends beneath an ancient tree.  As the evening air chilled, we gathered our blankets and books close.

One of my favorite local bagel shops has filled their case with pumpkin specials and my coffee shop is serving up seasonal lattes.  All around me old favorites are ushering in a new season.  I scamper to and fro in flip-flops and jeans.