Posted inEditorial, Opinion

Hymn to Autumn

They call them the “dog days,” and that they are — those soggy, heated August days which this year alternated with periodic monsoons to generate some variety in the local discomfort. We would count our blessings, but, prithee, just where were they to be found? Surely not in the usual disappointing start to a season […]

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