Finally, after months and months of blistering heat and sky-rocketing humidity the weather has taken a turn for the better. It's a beautiful 70 degrees out and the sky is dotted with white puffy clouds. I live for days like this!
Of course chances are this won't last. As I was reminded today, Florida has a sick sense of humor. Every year she fools us with a few good days before she plunges us back into the pit of hell that is Florida in the summer. But for now I'll take the few days I'm given. Park day this weekend if bi-polar Florida hasn't switched modes by then.
Wednesday, September 30, 2009
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Tuesday, September 15, 2009
Autumn Love
I miss the cold of Autumn. Leaves changing hue. Steam rising from every vent showing the hot air meeting the cold. The air smells clean. The sky is almost always blue. And though the grass is still green and alive, crunchy leave scatter the ground leaving noises behind each footstep.
It's my favorite time of the year. Every August I start to get anxious, knowing that it's coming. In September I can barely contain myself. I start blasting the AC during my morning drives to work to trick my mind into thinking its Fall for those 15 minutes. Then I step out of my car and the heat of the day fogs my glasses and I instantly feel moist with sweat. It's a letdown for sure, but I trudge on. I start listening to more music that reminds me Autumn. I start wearing more layers and every morning I stare at the jackets and coats in the back of my closet longing for the morning I'll be able to wear them.
Autumn is brief in Florida. If you blink you could miss it. But still every year I bask in the few days of cool weather I'm afforded. One day I'll be in a town where Autumn is really Autumn. Where there are more than palm trees dotting every street, mocking me with their ever present green. One day... For now though, I sit and wait. The first day of Autumn is in exactly one week. I just hope that when I wake up next Tuesday it won't be 90 degrees and rainy like last year.
It's my favorite time of the year. Every August I start to get anxious, knowing that it's coming. In September I can barely contain myself. I start blasting the AC during my morning drives to work to trick my mind into thinking its Fall for those 15 minutes. Then I step out of my car and the heat of the day fogs my glasses and I instantly feel moist with sweat. It's a letdown for sure, but I trudge on. I start listening to more music that reminds me Autumn. I start wearing more layers and every morning I stare at the jackets and coats in the back of my closet longing for the morning I'll be able to wear them.
Autumn is brief in Florida. If you blink you could miss it. But still every year I bask in the few days of cool weather I'm afforded. One day I'll be in a town where Autumn is really Autumn. Where there are more than palm trees dotting every street, mocking me with their ever present green. One day... For now though, I sit and wait. The first day of Autumn is in exactly one week. I just hope that when I wake up next Tuesday it won't be 90 degrees and rainy like last year.
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