My sweet, my beloved state, if you had to pick a season to skip, you chose well. We have been cranky with each other about August in years past, you and I, and perhaps it's best for our relationship if we just avoid the subject entirely.
And the yellow leaves outside my window are gorgeous. It's not that I don't appreciate them. I don't know how much they cost you, but they're extravagantly beautiful.
Still...three solid months of raking seems like it might be a bit much. And I was hoping to go to Fair this weekend, maybe. Maybe? And I'd like to be able to do Fest in a jacket or cloak and not my wool coat, if it's all the same to you, so...can we stop this trend just a little bit?