September is the new August, here in E. TN.  It only seems to get hotter and drier.  But there are signs of transition.  Wave upon wave of goldenrod varieties are blooming en masse in the field.  The first leaves are turning (wild cherry, I think).  Bunches of poke berries and wild grapes are hanging from the fence for birds to feast on.  Galaxies of asters and wildflowers are blooming.  Alien pod-creatures are multiplying.  And strange squash-like things are poking out from under vines.