April may be the poet’s cruelest month but September surely is Chicagoland’s most gorgeous.
This year’s edition has been a real corker so far: warm days, slightly cooler evenings and, day after day, nary a cloud in the sky. Early Halloween decorations never have looked more premature.
Whether a wedding, a ballgame or just a walk with the dog, the month has delivered a potent reminder of why we choose to live here. Better yet, this September has not been needed recovery time from an August steeped in oppressive heat and humidity. Beginning with the week before the Democratic National Convention, most of the second half of August was just as user-friendly as the month that followed. Even a harvest moon rose Tuesday.
In Chicago, of course, we know that September means summer’s days are numbered and that being assaulted by the cold is not far away. But there are some months when it’s just best to live in the moment. So get yourself doing some outdoor exercise and enjoy the pleasures of the month when, as the song goes, grass is green and grain is yellow.
And life feels good.
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