Yesterday we had the surreal experience of buying a lawnmower at Sears. The friendly, helpful salesman was out of a 1950s time warp, making silly sexist jokes about yard work and stockings.
So now we own a lawnmower. We are suburban.
This has been a good time to be buying things like barbecue grills and lawnmowers, as everything is discounted for the end of the season. It's purely by coincidence, but it is nice.
Yesterday, for the first time since we moved in, I needed a sweatshirt on my morning dog-walk. It's still warm during the day, and just a little nippy in the morning and at night. The weather continues to be gorgeous, life continues to be heavenly.