Yes, summer is over, and we’ve entered autumn, my favorite season. When I got home last week, I traded in shorts and t-shirts for sweatshirts, especially in the morning. I hauled out a heavy bedspread and made up my comfy bed — you know, all overstuffed and warm.
And then, it got hot.
This last week, the temp has risen above 90° a couple of times, and I’ve actually turned the air conditioner on. At the end of September. In a city where some people don’t even bother having an air conditioner.
Almost as if by artificial means, the forecast for tomorrow — the first day of October — drops from today’s 87° to 72°. It’s like Mother Nature has a calendar herself, and she forgot to turn the page.
(Why is it that every time I think “Mother Nature” I always think of actress Dena Dietrich?)
One little thing I like about the fall- that rare chance in the year to wear a seatshirt with shorts. Oh, and a ball cap.
For some reason, I love that.
…carry on.