The afternoon was of course delightfully cool, though bright as the clouds began breaking. Best of all, either the rain or the chill has silenced the nearby cicadas tonight. I hear a group of them buzzing in the apple orchard, but distance reduces their noise to a background buzz that is not entirely unpleasant.
Now I'm going to indulge in my annual ritual celebrating the first chilly night after summer, which is to go outside in my shirtsleeves and enjoy shivering as I look at the stars. There'll be plenty of time to be bundled up in sweaters and jackets when autumn comes.