Today is a fleece and sweatshirt and socks and long pants kind of day. It's chilly and raw and rainy and absolutely fabulous. I can't hike today nor kayak today, but I don't care. I don't care because the house is cool, I sleep great without the air conditioner on, and I'm not sweating my butt off.
In my mind, I know this means summer really is over. I haven't taken my air conditioners out (obviously -- see previous paragraph), and they won't come out of the windows for a couple more weeks. And, as much as I love summer, and I really, really do loooooove summer, I am excited for the fall.
Too quick, though. Fall comes and goes too quickly. A week or two of peak foliage, then ... poof ... naked trees, early sunsets, and then ... SNOW.
Hey, now, there's nothing with that. As long as I get my transition time. It's October, and changes are in the air.
