I thought, if I can blather on about how much I love autumn, I should at least give a nod to that transitional time of year that takes us from the scorching hot, leave-you-in-a-puddle-like-a-limp-dishrag, days of summer to the reinvigorating, I-can-breathe-again, crisp breezes of fall. My great-nephew, Clayton, certainly has an appreciation for it!
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