Monday, August 25, 2014

The Impending Fall

It's finally warmed up enough for me to assume the writer's position and here I sit, appropriately un-attired, ready to see what happens.

"Feels like a lovely Fall day," someone said this morning and I wanted to shoot him.

I don't have a problem with Fall per se, except when it starts to get cold.

As my beautiful wife Sarah reminded me yesterday, "You don't hate anybody or anything ... except cold. You HATE cold."

Yep.

She's right ... as usual.

So the damn Tropical Storm in the Bahamas is wrecking havoc on a perfectly fine hot August day and I don't like it one bit.

It's okay now because it's finally 80 degrees on a bright sunny day but I found this morning brutal and went back to bed.

Sarah's gone to yoga and I'm watching the ocean breeze blow the Umbrella around in circles on the Beloved Back Deck.

Winston, The Little Gay Dog, is outside working on his tan, Goddess is snoring under my feet dangling from the kitchen table and Gypsy, the formerly gender confused cat, is making a lot of noise from downstairs.

When Sarah gets home we have lots to celebrate!

This is her last week at home before starting a new job with the American Red Cross so our daily routines, rhythms and ways will soon pass like Summer into the Fall.

It's pretty exciting though as we'll make new ways, give new gifts to the world and pack more quality into our time.

As hot, humid weather reclaims August over the next few days, chasing mementoes of the impending Fall and cursed cold, Sarah and I have this week to continue our long honeymoon.

It's hot enough now for me to bring this to a close.

Besides Sarah's getting ready to walk in the door.

Celebrate good Times! Come on baby!