No fair.

The Bloomsburg Fair ended last night. It was sad because we didn't get to see or do as much as we wanted to and because this could be our last fair since we'll probably move after I graduate. This fair was odd for another reason. People around here are used to cold and rainy weather which rolls into town with the fair caravans. The locals call that "fair weather" and it happens each year without fail. But this year it was warm, in the 80s, and only rained once. And now, as September is winding down, it's time to start thinking about Halloween. It's time to decide on costumes, decorate the porch, gather pumpkins, and admire Mother Nature's wondrous color pallet.