Now, we savor each last dropper-full of autumnal sun, living inside the temperate moment as it slides out slowly toward the solstice.
Equally, we delight in a sip of sultry brew and every excuse to laze in the dull light of the grey drizzle and to settle into our hibernation patterns for the season.  We accept the ebb and flow of goodness, and we appreciate even the tiniest solar refraction.

Memories may be held close and all occasions bestowed the significance that life, after all, truly deserves.