Sadly, I haven’t walked the 400 feet across the lawn and through the woods to our swamp front for several weeks. This may have been a calculated part of holding onto denial for as long as possible. I’ve been scrambling into my swimsuit and chasing the sun around the backyard every chance I get (not many, with the new job) and I keep raving about the weather as if the Sun God will take pity on me and stay. If the meteorologists are right (and they are so seldom accurate that many days I wish I were the weather girl), then fall weather is going to drop heavy into my lap this weekend.
I won’t miss the humidity: it broke me two months ago. Since then I’ve been submitting (without bothering to complain – much) to sleeping on a mattress in the basement on the worst nights. The basement arrangement is a long story that involves the stupidity of crank out windows, no proper AC, no cross ventilation, and an old lady dog who prefers the basement to all else. But where was I…..
Right, summer is gone. I know – the start of school is for most of us the psychological end of summer, and with good reason. But I prefer to take my bitter pills in increments – similar to easing into frigid water instead of just jumping in and getting it over with. So the start of school is the first nail in the coffin. Changing leaves: second nail. Autumnal equinox: third nail. You get the idea.
According to the folks at National Geographic, the autumn equinox arrives at 10:21 a.m. ET on September 22, officially marking the beginning of fall in the Northern Hemisphere and the start of spring in the Southern Hemisphere. The word “equinox” comes from Latin and means “equal night,” referring to the roughly 12-hour day and night that occurs only on the two equinox days of the year. Check out this link for more: http://news.nationalgeographic.com/2016/09/autumn-equinox-explained-start-fall-spring-sun-earth-science/
Autumn’s chill seems impossible today, when the temperature was 80. After dinner my husband and I decided to walk down to look at the lake. I had to look a little longer than usual, since it’s disappeared terribly far away from shore. Those ruts in the picture above are marks left by the dock wheels. This year will (hopefully) be remarkable for its drought conditions for many years to come.
I stayed down at the lake with my camera for a bit and took some pictures of groups of geese flying in and out. Maybe this weekend I’ll jazz the pictures up a bit, but for the moment here they are.