I've always thought September was the best month of the year. I didn't expect 63 degree weather in the middle of the day in September no less. I guess we're getting a foretaste of the coming winter and I'm not looking forward to winter. Somehow when you get older the days seem colder and snow is not something beautiful, it's just something you don't want to get out and shovel. Am I getting to be a grumpy old woman?
Probably. Maybe I just need an attitude ajustment.
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