One of the signs of approaching winter, along with leaves turning yellow, and gusts of wind rattling the windows, is the nip in the air, the feeling that you never quite get warm enough during the daytime to believe the sun has done his job properly.
It used to be a family ritual to see how long we could wait before lighting the pilot lights in all the heaters around the house. We'd try to hold out until Halloween but we rarely did. Now the pilot light is in the attic and much more difficult to access. I hope I don't have to inspect and light it annually. Now the ritual amounts to merely sliding the thermostat setting from "cooling" to "heating" and waiting for the familiar sound of the blower to kick in - not to make the house warm exactly, but more just to take off the "nip in the air".
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