Thirty days Past September

I'm enjoying the cool spell that has hit the old pueblo of late due to the backlash of Javier. In the early morning its great to put on a sweater and head out into the cool, crisp day. I love this time of year because for me it feels like I'm coming out of a reverse hibernation of sorts. I just wish that October would get here already. I need to carve a pumpkin in order to meet the requisites of my soul. This urge for fall is making me drive recklessly with an expired poetic license.