I am quite fond of autumn. I like the cooler weather—jeans-and-tee-shirt weather, light jacket weather, cardigan or sweatshirt weather. Today, however, it made it up to 90° (or so close as to make no difference). Following last Friday’s Climate Strike, today’s heat fills me with the impulse to despair and/or (metaphorically) burn something down.
The leaves aren’t turning yet. That’s an October thing, though the number of crunchable leaves on the ground has increased. In lieu of brilliant foliage, I instead give you a picture from the final days of summer: Canada geese in flight at twilight. The blurring almost manages to look artistic, rather than an artifact of a poorly-lit motion shot taken with a years-old smartphone.