Summer's swan song

Monday slipped quietly in and out under the cloak of the Labor Day holiday, so Tuesday becomes the play yard bully this week, yarding us back from extended weekend mode.

The skies remain clear and blue, though the warmth feels less certain. I left the top down for the drive in this morning, but donned a pullover windbreaker and turned on the heater. Didn't resort to the cloth cap, yet.

Late summer-cum-fall brings my favorite convertible weather. The skies tend to stay clear more often than not, but the weather begins to take on a cool edge, leading into brisk, then chilly. Heater on and cool air sliding over the top of my head, nostrils full of the early-fall smell of fora decomposition, a lot of bird activity overhead. It all works.

This morning's soundtrack was all from the latest Glen Campbell album, Ghost On The Canvas. If you liked the early Glen Campbell of the sixties and early seventies, this latest album will take you back. Surrounded by good musicians, his voice and guitar playing remain as clear as ever, belying his 75 years. It's a swan-song album, to be his last since his diagnosis with Alzheimer's earlier this year. I agree with many of the reviews of the album, he's saved one of his best performances for last.

The full playlist:
- Wish You Were Here
- There's No Me...Without You
- In My Arms
- The Billstown Crossroads
- Nothing But The Whole Wide World

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