Every year I savor the Indian Summer and I hang on to it long into October, until the first rains fall.

The cold then lets in that oh, so sweet melancholy and suddenly French & Italian songs overwhelm my inner radio.

Hence, my shower playlist changes, but I know it’s just a phase.

Can’t wait for the first snow, for that nice chilly white feeling, for the early evening lights, when you don’t really know what time it is unless you check your watch to see it’s ONLY 5 o’clock!

Until then, since this is the month of my birthday, let’s savor the last clear blue skies and the change of colors.