I woke this morning to the summer fan gently blowing cool air over me... For the first time in months, temps in the mid-50s, and warmth of bedding insufficient. I begin to believe that autumn is in fact, imminent: The season of layered clothing, of bringing out the warmer bedding, of closing windows and doors... Lately I have been keeping that front deck door closed in the evenings for another reason. Bats. In the sunset sky, I see them dancing... I like bats, I think they are cool... but lately... Sign in to see full entry.