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A cold has settled into these early mornings -- more October than August. It feels odd to have Autumn begin painting the world while Summer still breathes. I am sure hot days will return, if only for small stretches, but these past few mornings have again reminded us of how crisp the air can be, how clear. In a place where all four seasons are so distinct, like chapters in the year we read, we can forget them as they are until they return, sometimes gently tapping at the door. #smallstories