September is always a special time for me, too. It seems like every year, no matter where I am, the days have shortened to make me want to wake up early instead of stay up late. I like everything better when I wake up early. It doesn't hurt that the garden is falling over on itself in ripeness, that the heat has broken, that there's that crispness in the air... I really enjoyed reading your lovely post about September. Mmmmm.