Some not so subtle signs for me is when I switch from wearing shorts, tee shirts and flip flops pretty much every day to waking up on cool mornings and putting on jeans, a flannel shirt, shoes and socks; a fire in fireplace starts to be a more common occurrence than running the A/C; and bourbon on the rocks is preferred to gin and tonic. Now when I open the outside door the friendly summertime mallards somehow know ... and fly away rather come for food.
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We lose ourselves in the things we love; we find ourselves there too. -Fred Bear
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