The first day of autumn in Austin always feels rather wistful. All through a brutal summer, I dreamt of the day it would cool down enough to wear a light jacket. I waited through September and occasionally checked the farmer's almanac forecast for the next two months. There was one week in October when it cooled down just enough for a short time before temperatures were in the 90s again. The day arrived; it was a Saturday, and by the time I was out of bed, jacket weather had passed me by.
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