Sultry September innocence, her sunshine bright sky and evening temperatures that slide slowly down the thermostat, with a light that isn’t dimmed by the whisper of longer nights ahead. Bare legs by day, bundle up and snuggle in the dark, the queen of keep your feet and your powder dry, there will be fires to light soon. She is socks and shoes, reluctantly, and hooded shirts with sleeves pushed up. She is a healthy moderation, a happy medium, a harvest moon month that could go either way, weather-wise. Sandwiched between dog days and hallowe’en, September is definitively, unapologetically autumnal.