Guy Pearce is delightfully underdressed in it. Much later, getting into bed, I notice the time and feel horrified at how early it is. I demand sulkily. I don't want to be such a geezer. It's really half past midnight.
Daylight savings is over.
I see Orion to the east now when I walk Dixie in the evenings. It'll be dark by the time I get home tomorrow. No more puttering in the garden after work. Autumn is really here. Good thing I have plenty of rubber stamps to play with in the long evenings to come.