It’s hard not to get nostalgic this time of year. Beneath the high heat, there’s something new lingering on the edges. The back-to-school vibes abound. The earth still smells of baking bread at midday, but now the fields carry the unmistakable scent of curing leaves. This summer has been unusually wet, so there’s more green grass than I ever remember seeing at the end of August, and still autumn…
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