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Dear Mother Nature,

How are you?  I hope all is well.  I write to tell you that last winter was excellent.  I greatly enjoyed the bountiful snowfall and truly hope for more this coming winter.  Spring, my favorite season, was great, too; all three days of it.  Summer in D.C. has been another story.  We are grateful for our good days but mostly summer has been a series of ups and downs.   An early season drought, eventually corrected by torrential down pouring storms, followed by yet another drought, then topped off with a drenching tropical storm, all the while intermingled with record days exceeding 90 and 100F in temperature.

Today is October 11^th and I imagine myself running your wooded trails, in crisp, cool air, scanning the earth for leaf camouflaged roots and rocks, as I tip toe over acorns under kaleidoscopic foliage and brilliant, azure skies.  However, today the temperature climbed high into the 80s, conjoined with humidity.  Nary a colored leaf hangs from branches and I am curious, have you forgotten the time?   Are you still going forward with this whole fall thing?  If not, I beg you reconsider.

Waiting for fall,

Neal