Oh, well. It was fun while it lasted.
Overnight the rain is
supposed to pick up, and the winds will increase until they’re up to about 20
mph by the afternoon. This may not sound
like a big deal, but this is New England, and we’re just past peak foliage,
which means we are desperately trying to hang on to autumn. Heavy rains and strong winds might rob the
trees of the remaining color. Everything
will be bleak and naked and gray.
There will be nothing left
to do but wait for the snow to arrive. Truth
be told and as much as I complain, I don’t mind the snow, so long as I don’t
have to drive in it.
But, I’m not ready. I’m not ready to give up the changing of the
leaves, and I’m not ready to give up temperate weather, and I’m not ready to “fall
back” and lose even more daylight.
I’m not ready, I tell
you! You can’t make me!!!! WAAAAAAAAAHHHH!!!!!
I know, I know; the
calendar says it’s still autumn. Naked
trees, frost, and pitch-dark afternoons hint otherwise.
Damnit.
Oh well.
It truly has been fun, if
only it lasted a little while longer. Only
seven more months until shorts weather returns, but who’s counting? Other than me, I mean.
