Fall has [finally] come to Mobile. My doors and windows are open. One son is napping and one son is at school. There is a rustle in the trees from the elusive cool breeze, and just like that, my spirits are lifted from their damp and hot South Alabama funk.
I wasn't sure how much more I could take. The ground was saturated and though the temperature was only in the upper 80's, you couldn't open your door without sweating, much less take a step outside. The humidity was 98%; I ask you, can you get anymore humid without actually being submerged in water? Trees were beginning to rot from the inside out and mold still covers everything left outdoors. My children haven't played outside all summer [which starts in February along the Gulf Coast and clearly continues through mid October] because of swarming mosquitos and the backyard muck.
You may ask yourself, "What the heck is a gal from Southeast Texas complaining about? Isn't she used to hot and humid?" Well, I am, but that doesn't mean I have to like it OR that I can't look forward to another [any other] season.
Fall is my favorite! I love the colors of autumn, however cliche that may be. The reds, oranges, yellows, against a clear blue sky. I love the smell of real wood fireplaces cranking up and doing there thing. Pictures in the pumpkin patches. Fall Festivals. Evenings on the porch swing. Pecan pies. I even occasionally break for the yummy and ridiculously over priced, limited-time-only Starbuck's Pumpkin Spice Latte. *[singing to myself] These are a few of my favorite things! *
Ahhh, fall! It's like falling in love all over again! [It was November when CJ and I had our first date twelve years ago.]
In fact, what am I still doing on the computer? I've got to get out and enjoy this weather; unfortunately, I know its days are numbered!
