Fall is readying to take on a whole different off-season Island look, possibly filled to the rafters with late-stayers. Having a slew of unseasonal people here is fine by me since I’m something of a people person, despite my being scared to death of humans in general. Hey, I can still enjoy the enhanced hoi polloi presence from a safe distance.

Predictions of a fall filled with sundry folks is based on reports of few, if any, post-season rentals still readily available.