I can sense that the mildness of afternoon will give way to chill with the arrival of evening. The air has that feeling. It's definitely that time of year. We still have fresh peaches, but I'm beginning to think about persimmons. Though I welcome the crispness, its arrival makes me a bit sad. I'm always somewhat ambivalent about the arrival of fall, but I think there's a bit more negativity in my feelings this year since I've been unwell so much of the summer. I'm missing a big chunk of time, and that's disturbing. Also, I still don't know how my stiff joints are going to react when the weather gets much colder. It all adds up to more than normal anxiety. And now there's additional trouble: ( TM Kitty I )