Before you take my heart, reconsider

It's only 8 pm, but the sun is almost gone.

It's still August, and the days are still warm, but there is a change in the smell of the air. First thing in the morning, and just after the sun has disappeared from the sky, there is the smell of cold seeping into the air, and absorbing what it can of the heat from the ground and reminding the plants to start to settle down for the Autumn.

Much as I love the summer sun, I adore Autumn. I love the smell of an October morning, I love the low sun in the morning, and the nip on your nose. I love the changing colours as nature starts her hibernation.

But it's too early for that yet, surely?