Today is a somber day, 9/11 or September 11, Patriots Day. I thought about reminiscing about that horrible day but decided to go with something a little more upbeat.
This morning in central Oklahoma, it feels like fall! The temperature is 55 degrees. I let the dog out when I first got up and she came quickly back shivering! I want to go for a walk and know it will include a jacket! It is a far cry from the 100+ degrees we suffered this summer.
It makes me want to get out wooly socks and cozy sweaters. I’d probably be peeling them off in a few hours, but I’m going to do it anyway. I can always put them back in the drawer once the afternoon heat hits.
My husband mowed the grass yesterday and then it rained last night. You can almost see it growing again. James Taylor wrote a song called September Grass an ode to autumn. That song is so appropriate this morning. It is probably my favorite time of year. I know when I was young I couldn’t wait until summer to be out of school and living at the city swimming pool with my sisters or walking to the Carnegie Library—in spite of the heat. We didn’t even feel it. But those days are gone.
I’m aware we aren’t finished with summer, it is not even mid-September yet, but the little hint of pumpkin spice weather hit this morning and I’m loving it. I might curl up with a good book and a cup of hot chocolate.
What are you reading/writing this week?