Day 55: The September 1st breeze

When I moved to North Georgia, I noticed that there was a certain breeze that arrived every year around September 1. A breeze that was not fresh like the breezes of spring, or humid┬álike the hot breezes of summer. A breeze that bites with ice. It’s distinct from┬áthe lovely breezes that start cooling off the … read more Day 55: The September 1st breeze