And so we head into September. Usually, this time of year is when I start to feel creeping dread about fall and winter. The sunlight dwindles, and so does my solar-powered productivity. But this summer…

I don’t know what it was. August seemed to last a million years. It was inexplicably exhausting. I’m so tired of blasting my A/C, the rare moments I can turn it off and bask in the quiet are such a relief. I love summer, but I won’t lie, I’m looking forward to crisp air and crisper apples this...