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DENIM SPIRIT: The origins of autumnal nostalgia

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My neighbor’s black-eyed Susans are still vibrant. Their round black eyes are bigger now, bulging out from yellow faces. But that chroma of yellow! No human-concocted hue comes close to that screaming lemon-mango-egg yolk-citrine gift of Mother Nature.

Thankfully, our lavender and verbena are popping purple in this newly ordained mum season, but the writing is on the wall for gardens everywhere. Our flowers are on hospice care.

The Autumnal Equinox arrives here at 3:21 p.m. today. But we knew it before it was announced, didn’t we?

One day back in August something told us the fingers of autumn were reaching into the bale of summer. A certain touch of wind, a scent, the color of a leaf, a flock of birds, maybe even a shadow cast at the wrong time of day. Though we had our summer clothes on and were soaking up the joy that the hot........

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