It rained last night. There was supposed to be less humidity today. So why does it not seem more comfortable? Am I trying to push August away or trying to pull October in early?
It is better now. The front must have finally come through. I have windows open, doors open and the air conditioner isn't running.
Come to think of it, August definitely is a month that we want to push into the past,
especially when it gets down to those last few days. September starts the excitement
of fall, football season, etc. Then October ushers in the season of autumn, and how
fortunate we are to live where nature's colors change us into the most picturesque
place in America.
I think I had the best sleep last night. Because of the cooling off.
I too, spend my time wishing it were some season that it isn't. I don't usually want winter......at least the nasty cold weather that gives me cabin fever. But, I do like the slowness of that season.
Plus I think most of us spend too much time wanting change that when we get it, we start grumping about something else.
You would think that we would be satisfied with something.
I admit I seem to like to grouch and groan.....but after all that I do enjoy each day that I have been given.
When I wake up, no matter the weather, is a gift from God..........and what I do with it is my own idea.
I had my walk this morning........and even had to grab a light flannel shirt for a arm warmer. Yes, I did take it off after I warmed up.....but it was so pleasant this morning. I do so much better when I am comfortable.
Hugs and God bless
We often have a refreshing cool down for a few days in mid August. Then it gets hotter than stink for school to open. By mid Sept. we have cool nights and warm days and Oct. is usually glorious....If the hurricanes stay away. We, too, have the most wonderful fall color changes if the weather and rain cooperates. I can hear the U. of Del. band practicing and their first away foot ball game is tonight with William and Mary in Va. at 7:30 tonight, an odd time. It's kind of comforting to know that no matter how crazy the world gets, those things continue. The sun will rise in the east, I have a winter's worth of tomatoes in the basement, and I just got a call from the fire house that the state fire prevention contest rules and packets have arrived, so next week I'll take the fire company pick up and deliver those to all the schools in our fire service area. Giddyup!
This should be just a beautiful weekend to be hanging out at home. I am actually looking forward to puttering in the
yard and doing odd jobs. No big plans. Thats good, cause I have to save my energy for the back to back fun weekends at the end of September. I'll come down for our gathering, drive home, work two or three days and head out to Grove, OK to meet my childhood friends, (The Ya Ya sister's), then that Friday we will all head to Chanute for our 45th High School reunion.
They asked us if we wanted to ride in the parade, we said we still preferred to run the streets while we can. Maybe by the next one we'll need the flat bed truck.
Did you graduate in 1962? And you all are having a parade? What fun. Did you have a big class? We were 123 I think. But we didn't have football, our school played soccer. We never had a school wide homecoming, just the classes themselves every few years.
Our graduation class was probably about the same as yours. That weekend in Chanute is called Artist Alley Weekend, (in my day it was the big Fall Festival Parade). On Saturday Main Street is lined with vendors selling all their stuff, Main Street is closed off and there is a big parade in the morning. This has become the weekend that all classes having reunions now use. It makes it so much fun because there will usually be 3 or 4 going on. We all crash the other reunions if we have friends from that group. Some years a lot of us close by just go home and see who we might run into on the streets.
My highschool class was very close. A lot of us went all the way through school together and are still good friends. I started a website for the Class of 62 on MyFamily.com. It has been so much fun. It is not nearly as talkative as this site. But I have 30 pages of pictures on that site and articles from years ago. If someone can't scan and put it on, they mail it to me and I put it on the site. Ex: A picture from my 11th Birthday party.
The Ya, Ya's are a group of 6 of us. We have met every year for the past 5 years at someone's house. One of them lives here and we are such great support for each other. We sometimes all meet in Florida at a friends there. I call it the 4 day slumber party with margurita's. We eat out at nice restaurants, try all the deserts and shop. We have a journal of all our experiences from year to year. We always have a group picture taken. We have been pirates and saloon girls. We always have a charm for our Ya Ya charm bracelets every year and an assortment of fun cheap jewelry. This year we have rented two suites at the old Tioga Hotel right in downtown Chanute, so the Ya Ya's don't even have to worry about parking. It is always a fun time but after 4 days we are all happy to go home. Ha, ha.
That sounds like so much fun. I wish Kennett had done that. Kennett has their mushroom festival every year but no parade like that. We have a reunion committee, (yes, I'm on it) and it's usually just a dinner dance with extra parties at peoples houses. Officially, it's just one evening, but people often come a few days early or stay extra days as they can. I suggested a website too, but no takers yet.
Kennett where? Asking because there is a Kennett, MO I believe.
You guys need to send a little of the cooler weather down here. Florida is just so humid this time of year. It is oppressive. I sure do miss the dryer kind of heat.
I bet you do.
I would love to visit the 'wetter' states, but I would not like to live at any of them.
Sorry, jensarlou, there isn't enough cool air yet, to send any to anyone else.
RJT, That's Kennett Square Pennsylvania, down in the SE corner of the state, near Del. It's where Longwood Gardens is, if you have ever heard of it.
jensarlou, I've been to Florida, have friends and family there and have been many times.... I love to visit, but would never want to live there. Where are you?
No more hot August days. This Sept. morning is cool. Won't stay that way and I will probably be complaining about hot September days, but no more hot August days this year.
It's 73 here and the humidity has dropped. Beautiful... brunch on our back deck this morning! :)
The cool didn't last long. First daughter and I started on a flower bed that has needed cleaning for some time now. Lasted about an hour and a half and old sun drove us in. Temperature in the shade is 75 but the flower bed is in full sun. I'll think about it tomorrow.
I awoke Saturday morning to a pounding sound that made me think my neighbors must be building something, but it was my own son, Corey, out on my deck fixing a broken step. I loved it! I walked out onto the deck in my "jamas"---you can do that, you know, whether or not your yard is all fenced in ( mine is) because as long as you can't see anyone else, I don't think they can see me. Anyway----it was cool! Cool enough to scurry back inside and grab a throw to wrap around myself and sit on the deck and watch him work. It is so good to have him home. I have missed my kids this summer something fierce and just his presence reminds me of his dad----and to see him using the tools and going back and forth into the garage---well, makes the heart ache a little. Such a handsome young man........
In my next life I will do nothing but mow grass. I love doing it that much.
It's my getaway. And as we move into autumn, I find myself living in ecstasy because
the grass is starting to get thinner and dryer. Of course, most of my mowing is accomplished while
riding a lawn tractor so it's not the physical labor that it once was.
But once I crawl onto the seat of that mower and start the engine, my thoughts are released
and for at least two hours I find myself dreaming dreams. Rethinking my tomorrows. Getting
excited about the simplest things in life.
As the little tractor drones its sound, I feel the fall breezes as they whisper words of love in
my ears. Starting in October, I will experience the most beautiful sight in the world --- seeing
colorful leaves fall to the ground, forming creative designs as they gently arrange themselves
in an array of shapes and hues.
I don't know about Howard, but in Caney were I live we can no longer burn our leaves, and
I miss that. There's something sensual about the aroma of burning leaves and the sight of
neighbors leaning on rakes as they talk across back fences.
Sometimes I find myself apologizing for rural Kansas because we don't have mountains, oceans
or big-city entertainment. Then as I buzz along on my little red lawn tractor, especially in the autumn,
I kick myself for ever questioning why the good Lord placed me here rather than in Chicago, London
or Tokyo. It's a nice fit. Folks are gentle here. Flint Hills sunsets are just a tad more golden than
elsewhere. And life is just a little closer to the earth than I might have found in some distant city.
So, I'll pour another cup of joe this Sunday morning, sit on my back patio and browse the pages of the
Tulsa World. I'll know that Diane is doing the same thing in Delaware and enjoying an equally
beautiful view, and that other forum members are partaking of their own natural beauty whether it
be in New Zealand, Canada, Missouri or other points where the new day has risen with unique
freshness.
And, I'll know that all is well.
Cheers.
Mmmm. This is good coffee, folks.
You got that exactly right. It's beautiful here today too and very calm and quiet. My boat neighbor popped over to tell us about a lady he saw when he was out yesterday, who landed a 24 pound flounder. That's two pounds over the world record. But it may not count, because where it was weighed was not an official weigh station. They had put it in a big ice chest on the back porch and the dog got into it and ate a few bites before they saw him! Heartbreaker.
But the dog enjoyed such a wonderful dinner!
Ohhhhh how sad is that. Being a fisherwoman, myself, that would be just heartbreaking --- You may love your dog --- but that would make you DISLIKE his actions, for sure.