Wyeth, Apples on a Bough, Study Before Picking, 1942
Dog days are over, and here comes September. Not Autumn, yet; simply September, which can be as sweltering as mid-July and as chill as late October, and usually manages to be both. Flowers still bloom in September, but sumac and swampland maples give them the lie by turning a gorgeous Autumn scarlet. Birds that we haven't seen or heard since June come trooping back with their songs ...
The scent of ancient apples, sun-warmed in an orchard.
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