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On the first night of autumn, I like to open all the windows in the house and curl up with the dogs on the couch. Then I wait for our yearly guest to arrive. Night walks into my house, bringing with her the plainspoken hoot of the big owl who winters in our pecan tree; a draft of cool air to chase out the summer stuffiness; and the strange curved light of the harvest moon. This year, I'll be opening my windows, hanging with my dogs, and playing this mix while I wait for the first fall night to arrive. Happy autumn, everyone!
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