In Stratford, Ontario, we are seeing condensation on the windows and dew in the grass, a few leaves turning colour (but not many), and the cats snuggling up more consistently, both with us and with each other. For the first time in weeks, I had both cats holding me down throughout breakfast and the newspapers, and they would be there still if Watson had not planted his hind claws in my bare ankle.

Also, we're back to open curtains during the day and closed curtains at night.