Generally, September is a month that I like.  I like the shift from summer to fall. The days are still relatively long. The sun is still hot but the mornings are cool. I like the sense of change.

I also like appearance of apples in markets and the start of school.

Fall seems to re-energize me. I think that it helps people are back in the city. There's also a renewed focus and interest in in  arts like the theater, orchestra, dance and opera. And I love that the cuisine begins to shift to warm hearty-winter foods.

But at the same time, fall means that I am staring back summer. This of course is bittersweet. I had a wonderful summer. In someways, I'd it to go on and on but it's just not possible.

Luckily for me, there's still plenty of watermelon for sale and I haven't yet seen a single pumpkin.  I love that summer is still hanging on.

And so, here I am cheering for watermelons on a rather cold rainy day in Sofia.  Hum. Yeah. It seems pretty clear at this point that fall is on it's way.

Good thing I like September.