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There are lots of trite things to be said about the fall—and I've said them—but I'll say again that the seas are bluer and the skies are indisputably better than at any other time of the year. The combo knocks me out. And when, as last night, a full moon comes up over those seas and lights up those clouds—wow.
   But if you live in an unheated and uninsulated house, you have to decide when the point of diminishing returns kicks in. For me it usually occurs the first week in November. Until then, I take a bath at night to warm up before popping into bed early, get up late and run downstairs to turn on the propane stove and grab the compter before getting back under the covers for a while. Guess where I am now?  Today I think I'll do something I used to do as a kid: Warm up my clothes under the covers before putting them on.
   And, yes, the refrigerator cases are back on at the grocery store. Not that I really need a refrigerator at this point, though I own five.