The last few weeks have seen spectacular weather in New England, with warm temperatures and blue skies almost every day. By now, we would normally have stored the back-yard furniture inside to prevent it getting ruined over the winter. But instead, on weekend afternoons, Sari and I drowsily read our books in the sunshine with the still-loud chirping of the crickets letting us pretend that summer isn’t really over. Nor is there any harsh weather in the near-term forecast – it should be in the 70s on Thursday when the trick-or-treaters set off on their rounds. But the gentle rustle of falling leaves is providing its usual warning of colder days ahead and the need to be prepared.