(Afternoon sunlight through the trees in Veterans Park in Kewanee, Illinois. A beautiful, special place.)
Yeah, I know. There are probably lots of people wondering where fall is, and I used to have fits when hot ol' summer lasted until just past Halloween. I mean, who wants to dress up in a costume and sweat while running around the neighborhood hauling in a mother-lode of candy? Been there, done that.
But when one hits their 50s and starts gently strolling down the other side of The Hill, and they live in Illinois (motto: if you don't like the weather, wait 5 minutes), then one learns to appreciate all of the days and nights we can run around without jackets, boots, hats and gloves. We like the lower power bills - you know, that glorious, all-too-brief time of year when the air conditioner runs less and less, and the furnace doesn't run at all (unless you're in your 80s like a certain mom-in-law.)
Hubby's getting a lot of outdoor home repairs and remodeling done now. The paint dries faster, that sort of thing, but we are coming into that time of year when the sun disappears sooner and it gets a little too dark to use power tools. And don't forget, this year we don't turn the clocks back until (I think) the first Sunday in November instead of the last Sunday in October. I hope that particular experiment was only good for one year. I can't stand Daylight Savings Time - and making it longer really frosted my cookies.
We're off to spend an evening visiting with hubby's mom - cookies, coffee and conversation around the kitchen table. It doesn't get much better than that.
But when one hits their 50s and starts gently strolling down the other side of The Hill, and they live in Illinois (motto: if you don't like the weather, wait 5 minutes), then one learns to appreciate all of the days and nights we can run around without jackets, boots, hats and gloves. We like the lower power bills - you know, that glorious, all-too-brief time of year when the air conditioner runs less and less, and the furnace doesn't run at all (unless you're in your 80s like a certain mom-in-law.)
Hubby's getting a lot of outdoor home repairs and remodeling done now. The paint dries faster, that sort of thing, but we are coming into that time of year when the sun disappears sooner and it gets a little too dark to use power tools. And don't forget, this year we don't turn the clocks back until (I think) the first Sunday in November instead of the last Sunday in October. I hope that particular experiment was only good for one year. I can't stand Daylight Savings Time - and making it longer really frosted my cookies.
We're off to spend an evening visiting with hubby's mom - cookies, coffee and conversation around the kitchen table. It doesn't get much better than that.
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