The state fair has begun. Where has the summer gone? Why do the preferred days of summer seem to equal two days of dreaded winter? Too soon it will be dark when I leave in the morning and I'll have to put the motorcycle to rest for another season. Too soon I'll have to spray a fresh furnace filter with Lysol and turn the furnace on. Too soon I'll have to shut and lock all the windows at night. Too soon there will be no fresh flowers or produce from the garden. Someday, I will accomplish another item on my life list - to spend an entire winter in a temperate zone.
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