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https://www.thebakerchick.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/01/White-Bean-Soup-.jpg34565184September always feels odd seasonally. It’s the bridge between summer and fall and I always yearn for crisp mornings and a pot of soup on the stove even when my garden is still blooming and the weather is still warm. One perfect chilly September morning inspired this soup as my garden rosemary was ready to...