Well, I did not burst into flames, the weather did cool down, autumn did arrive… although I suspect that Summer’s reluctant departure was only because she is required to follow the rules, and if it had been up to Summer alone, I would still be facing an imminent threat of internal combustion.
So, here we are and all is well.
(If you don’t count that I am personifying a season and harboring resentment against it. Other than that, it’s all good.)
Personifying a season and harboring resentment against it?!? I LOVE IT!
Bring on the fall! I love jeans and sweatshirts!
But winter I’m not so sure about. Pretty soon I’ll be personifying it and harboring resentment just like you and your pall Summer!
Kris, then I will help you finalize your Winter Personal Misery Cold Index!
Beautiful photo!
Thanks, Joanie!
Beautiful pics, Jane. I’m so glad you did not ignite into flames. Just wait, you will when you’re my age. 🙂
Darrelyn, you are funny!