Almost Over...

Fall Leaves - October 2010

Don't you just love a three-day weekend?  It's even more gratifying when the mini-holiday is Labor Day. September begins on Monday, that glorious, wonderful, I-survived-another-frigging-Summer month that gives me hope for cooler days ahead.

Especially as I've spent most of this past week laying in a sodden heap on the kitchen tiles as the temperatures soared into highs I don't ever want to experience again. One of the days--I can't remember which one as my brain was fried-- it was 114* with a sweat factor on the humidity scale that surely had to rival one of the worst circles in Hell.

I got an email from my neighbor that day.  She was prostrate on her living room floor after a three-hour school shopping excursion with her granddaughter.  She was rambling incoherently about prancing naked down the road whenever she was able to get up again. I reminded her that I always have my camera handy to capture unexpected wildlife moments so she might want to rethink that plan...

Though the weather will continue hot and uncomfortable for weeks more, I can't stop the glimmer of excitement that's starting to take hold. My mind revels in anticipation of brilliant Fall colors; sleeping under warm flannel sheets as the winds howl outside; Irish stew and Kentucky biscuits; storing the lawn mower; snuggling under a cozy blanket on a rainy Sunday with a good book, a dog on each side; making a pot of chili that will simmer all day, filling the house with comfort and ease. Socks.

Oh yeah, peeps.  I truly love a three-day weekend...but not as much as I love that Monday is September 1st...