It seems to be a thing for me… I write about fall. It’s my favourite time of the year. It’s not too hot. It’s not too cold. Unfortunately it also doesn’t last very long, and as soon as it’s done… BOOM… I hate what comes next.
This morning I got up and took the dogs out to go pee. There was a certain crispness in the air that hasn’t been there until today. I looked at my phone and asked Siri what the temperature was… 4c. 4 degrees? That’s almost freezing! And true to that, when I got into the car a little later, there was frost on the windshield. FROST!
Today is supposed to be beautiful. All week is supposed to be beautiful. I’d better enjoy it while it lasts.