It happens about this time every year. We have a more or two days when the temps stay in the seventies until around nine in the morning instead of the usual mid-nineties by seven a.m. Or there is a cool breeze in the evenings and suddenly I am longing for the smells and colors of autumn. I want to wrap myself in layers and walk outside into crisp air. I want pots of soups or stews or chili simmering on my stove through out the day flooding the house with their comforting aroma. I want to feast my eyes on the earthy shades of red, orange and green.
I have to keep the longing in check for this, my favorite season. We've weeks left to go with our summer sun and hot days. This is still the time for bar-b-ques, pool parties and trips to the beach. So every now and then I might let my mind wander to what's coming but I may do it sitting on the diving board with my toes in the water.
Thursday, September 1, 2011
Posted by Marty at 9:13 AM