Have you noticed the mornings? It’s only the end of August, but the mornings are slightly chilled, shadowed and sleepy. It feels like fall outside the window, which is no longer left open. The ceiling fan is silent. A blanket is needed. Summer clothes remain in the closet, exhausted from overuse. Time to wash the green jacket; try on that favorite sweater to see if it still fits. Where on earth are the winter gloves? Where? It’s a whole new season, ahead of schedule.