On Tuesday in my travels, everyone remarked on the beauty of the day. To a person, it was followed by “It’s not going to last” or “it’s the last nice day.” Family members high-tailed it to the beach.

We just completed yet another series of perfect days.

Monday’s Equinox began my favorite of the seasons. The nights are perfect for sleeping with the addition of a blanket.

While I selfishly long for a bit of rain, the late summer season here on the Vineyard has produced some fabulous weather. Folks are really happy everywhere.

I could not be happier with the change from hot, humid and miserable summer weather. We had a nice, soaking rain to refresh the lawns and gardens.

Last week’s column (which I wrote on Tuesday) spent some time on my complaint about the lack of rain. Then, as luck would have it, we had a decent soaking as a result of a cold front.