What is it about September…

that makes it smell wistful?
that makes you feel a strange combination of excited, anxious, and calm?
that feels gentle?
that feels like sadness?
that reminds you to hope?
that ushers in peace?
that moves you to a new place?
that breezes through your house like no one month can?
that brings people together?
that feels more like a whisper?
that harbors many painful memories?
that brings you back to new pencils and glue sticks?
that makes me raid the discount aisles of art stores?
that puts summer to shame?
that urges us to let it go?
that gears us up for sports?
that puts oil in our neutral engines?
that creates an illusion of a novelty in the closing months of the year?

that I cannot put my finger on, but leaves me with a sweet nostalgia?