“September days have the warmth of summer in their briefer hours,
 but in
 their lengthening evenings a prophetic breath of autumn.” 
 
~Rowland E. Robinson 
 
It's the last day of September. Sigh. That always feels bittersweet to me. I like the month of September. Don't get me wrong, October will always be my favorite month, but September smells like pencils. Ticonderoga #2, to be exact. Mmmm. Oh my... the memories of back to school time. It's makes me want to take a class in brain surgery or something. 
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