I am ready for fall. For several reasons, but here are a few:
1. It’s just too darn hot.
2. The AC in my car is broken, and cool air only comes out of the defroster vents, which fogs up my windshield and does little to cool the car. See #1.
3. Squash bugs have destroyed my zucchini and squash. Something got into the baby watermelons and the cantaloupe, and my yellow tomatoes keep splitting. (And I’m bad at watering consistently, and we’ve had some ridiculous rain patterns this summer too. Not helpful.) I am ready to tear out all the plants and have a nice dirt spot where nothing is dying.
4. I’ve worn everything in my summer wardrobe a million times and would like to cycle through my long-sleeved shirts again.
5. Did I mention how hot it is?
I’ve enjoyed this summer, with its barbeque fiascos and impromptu trips to the beach, but now I’m ready for a little chill in the air, wearing a light jacket, a drop in the humidity, the local Methodist church filling its lawn with bright orange pumpkins, fall smells of burning leaves and cinnamon and nutmeg, making stews and chili on cold days, opening the windows and having the house smell so fresh.
Only, what, three months to go?
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Noooooooooo, I’m not ready yet! (Good thing I live in FL; huh?)
Yes, you have nothing to worry about! Summer will stick around much longer where you’re at!
Nooo not yet!
I am soaking in every moment of summer and dreading the first hints of chill in the air. Though on a lighter note, I’m determined not to let it depress me once it arrives. I refuse to think about it, but when it inevitably happens, I shall make long lists of things I’d like to do for fall and winter, to make it exciting. I get so depressed in cold weather. Which is pretty much anything below 72.
I don’t live in Florida. But I get the feeling that I should…
well i know why your tomatoes are splitting. its because of too much water! yikes. funny huh? the thing they need most to live is also the thing that can make them die. yea just don’t water them as much, dry soil is OK, but just not for more than a few days at a time. I learned that lesson from my dad.
sorry bout the heat.
I am soooo with you Erin. Cool evenings, high school football games and a big pot of homemade chili with shredded cheese and cornbread. I might even pick a pro football team to follow this year and make fall completely “Official”. Leaning towards the Broncos.
K: You really should live in Florida. You’d love it!
R: Makes sense, as they split like crazy right after the huge flooding rains we had a little while ago.
L: Yes! Sounds wonderful! I don’t have a “team.” Maybe I’ll get one one of these days…
It will start getting cool up here in September, which I do not want. But in Wilmington? Yeah, it will be hot until a good part of November. Sorry, Erin.
I’ll trade. You can take the hot weather until November, and I’ll take the cool weather in September! (Of course, we have to trade back as soon as it starts getting really cold, and if it snows, you definitely can have your weather back.)
Oh no! I’m sorry to hear about your garden. Pesky, fickle weather. Well, keep trying. A dirt spot would be a lot easier, but you’ve had some great successes so far.
I have those moments either on the deep of summer or the deep of winter where I get a little bolt of craving for the opposite season. I guess it is the opposites that make us appreciate the changes.
If we had money to throw around, we could vacation in places that had the opposite weather and satisfy our longing for a different season! But, I think you’re right–those feelings are what make us appreciate it when the seasons finally do change.