Not so fast, buster! You might recall wrote this post back on September 8th lamenting the end of summer and announcing my acceptance of fall's inevitability. Well, anyone who can look out a window can tell you that since then, our weather has been mostly superb. Today is a special example of that: 83 degrees, clear sky and my fellow Rivolians hanging out in front of the building - all indicators of summer. Yet it's fall. Tomorrow promises similar temperatures. I'm hoping that this never ends, but I am spiritually prepared to let the stellar weather go. Seasons change. Turn, turn, turn. And all that crap.
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