Monday, November 9, 2015

A Glimpse in the Rear-View Mirror

Indian Summer,
The wonder, the hunger,
And the sound of distant thunder.
Indian Summer.
- Brooks & Dunn

If yesterday's Mercury readings were any indication, Indian Summer here in the State of Concrete Gardens just might have breathed its last breaths.  When I went for my morning run on Saturday, I did so wearing a short-sleeved shirt.  Approximately twenty-four hours later, I wore long-sleeved shirt, gloves, and a hat on my morning run.  

And just like that, November had returned to New Jersey.  

It can stay for as long as it might like, as long as it brings no snow with it.  


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