So, I am thinking there is this lightswitch labeled "summer" somewhere up in heaven. And on September 1, someone flipped that light off. August 31 was a beautiful, sunny, typical Alaskan summer day. All week, people were talking about how wonderful the weather was. Then, September 1, we wake up, and we have low overcast skies and relatively cool air, threatening rain all day, but never producing.
And I see yellow leaves on my driveway......
And the leaves on the fireweed are turning red.....
And it is very clear that the end of summer has truly arrived.
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