It HAD to be October. It FELT like October. It's only September. Hey, give me a break. I'm still thinking school starts the day after Labor Day, that if football is all over television and cheerleaders are jumping in the park, it must be time to take down the screens, put up the storm windows, wrap insulation around the water pipes.
Someone bring in the plants.
Check for antifreeze. Wrong part of the country. Over a lifetime, the cues change, our memories blur. Though I'll admit. August is a forgettable month.