Well, I did not burst into flames, the weather did cool down, autumn did arrive… although I suspect that Summer’s reluctant departure was only because she is required to follow the rules, and if it had been up to Summer alone, I would still be facing an imminent threat of internal combustion.

So, here we are and all is well.

(If you don’t count that I am personifying a season and harboring resentment against it.  Other than that, it’s all good.)