Sweet September
This entry was posted on 9/3/2011 9:10 AM and is filed under blather.
So far, September has been a little weird. The first day of the month was Thursday and despite the fact that August celebrated the beginning of a new school year by turning wet and gray and slinking off like a stray cat, September announced it's arrival with blue skies, high humidity and 97 degree heat.
Then the rain came back.
But this morning is sunny and cool, although it bodes to be sticky later on.
Here's what's really striking; it's September and very few trees show any signs of turning. Thanks to the copious (that means big, right?) amounts of rain this year, the trees, grass and shrubbery still retain the deep green of high summer.
As well they should when you think about it; it is high summer. Or at least it's three weeks till the end of astronomical summer.
I'm surprised Al Gore, the King of all Things Environmental, doesn't just decree that nothing can start to turn autumnal before the actual beginning of autumn.
When you think about it, that's no more ridiculous than regulations suspending the laws of economics ( hi Fanny! hi Freddy!) and it can't possibly cost as much.
Anyway, this is shaping up to be a pretty nice, long season. I hope so. When you consider that spring lasted until July, we really need another six good weeks if we aren't going to go postal next winter.
Although Jay admitted to me last night that the thought "I can't wait until there's ice!" actually crossed his mind today. That's what happens to a man when he takes up ice fishing.
I do love the four seasons. Yes, warmth is great; open windows, flowers and bare feet are some of my favorite things. But cold weather has it's perks too, if you just allow yourself to go with it. Cocoa, fireplaces and the light bouncing off the snow, for starters. Also, it's so much easier to get a lot of work done without the distraction of the lakes and creek calling me out of my office every day.
I just hope the shop can make it through another winter. I know as long as it's open, I'll have orders but if there aren't enough customers to keep the whole thing afloat, I'm going down with the ship.
And no, I have no interest in becoming a teacher, a social worker or an employee in the health care field, so whoever is sending me a hundred emails a day, extolling the availability of government grants to become qualified to join a public sector union can quit wasting their time.
Honest to God, can anyone who knows me even imagine me in any of those fields??
No.
As a teacher, I'd quickly degenerate into a propagandist rabble rouser. I'd have to change my name to Sam Adams. As a social worker, I'd most likely become an evangelist and as a health care worker, I'd take my cue from Bananas, who while playing hospital with me, simply took one look at me and said "You're dead."
My heart just wouldn't be in it.
Time to go paint some pictures.
