The official start of autumn is only a few days away. And it sure looks like autumn outside: trees are turning and leaves are falling and the sky has that signature September-blue hue.
But I really wish it felt like autumn. It was 85 degrees when I packed up the harp and set out for an outdoor wedding. To think — when I contracted for this wedding, I was worried about being cold and keeping my fingers warm.
Instead, I looked out from my nice, shaded little tent onto a sea of guests fanning themselves with their wedding programs.
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