It is that time of the year.
You know, sweating like there is no tomorrow and going to bed with the air-conditioning on.When you wake up in the morning well, to quote Jim,”I needed a coat this morning.”It goes without saying that Jim tends to exaggerate, but it is nice and cool this morning.
It’s my time of year.
Sure spring and summer are nice, although heat has never been my friend,
I have, for the bulk of my life,loved sweatshirts, pullover sweaters, cardigans…they are,to me, comforting clothes. chrysanthemums? Bring it on.I admit though, my dad used to raise mums, so I always am drawn to them. Despite their recent history, Dad and I always watched Penn State football.It’s another benchmark of the season for me.
I always thank God for two feet on the ground every morning, but never more so than this beautiful time of year.